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[Verse 1: Brown]
in a bucket full of ice (yeah)
Better room, vroom, hear the Lambo (celebrate)
Bitch, better believe that I'm a (yeah)
You know I'm to take you from your man though (celebrate)
Pop up with the chopper at artificial niggas actin' like
It done up a epidemic
They don't make a difference, nigga we winnin', I'm grinnin'
Hunnid million platinum, fuck it, you ain't gotta (celebrate)
You better step to me
the dick, bitch, open up your mouth for me
Now choke, talk to the dick,
I'm dope, bitch, like Eenie Meenie Miney Mo (celebrate)
I don't when I lose (I don't)
If I don't buy her them shoes, I don't like (regulate)
Do that I want to
Think I'm gon' dance on the moon Michael (elevate)

2: Joyner Lucas & Chris Brown]
While I'm drivin', I'm moonwalkin' in the sky some shooters
We jump of the Buick, you duck and hide from the Rugers
A couple choppers, acoustic in the guitar the music
Guess I'm and I use it, get stuck inside of the cubics
I never lie, but the is I'm fuckin' tired of these losers
And all my life the food when it's supper time and the juice
But I'd rather die than to lose, it's a matter of time 'fore I it
And strategize the movement-t-t-t-t-t
Walk in the trap a boss, ooh
Ho, you know I'm drippin' the sauce, ooh
Pretty, with a face of scars
All they did was me up, try to take me apart
They ain't ever wanna (celebrate) like you have a
Call the doctor, heard the make 'em do the Macarena
All you sweet as candy, chocolate chip and Now and Later
Jolly Rancher, Snickers, bubblegum and watermelon
Get the paper, (celebrate) on the corner
Heard you got the juice, but I got Corona
Got a little Spanish bitch, I call her
Joyner Lucas, bitch, I'm hotter than a fuckin'
Yeah, I make you (elevate)
All you new niggas don't do it for me, (woah)
Bitch I'm a professor, you a student to me,
Designer shades on, like you cooler me, wait (ayy)
All we do is win, you a to me
Rappers wanna talk about me (Joyner)
You can't me neck with a mouth full of cavities
Bunch of lil' niggas tried me (grabbin' me)
Five five, boy, you niggas like half of me
You don't see the other side of me (yeah)
Hard to make 'em happy, all these stay mad at me
I just take her out to Applebee's (Applebee's)
Give her long dick and a strawberry

[Verse 3: Chris Brown & Lucas]
Cheesecake Factory, bubblin', why you mumblin'?
What you utter? stutterin', what you spend? Let me double it
Lime 'rari, two twins, call 'em double mints
If all you niggas my kids, I'm in trouble then
Shut up 'fore I you for actin' up
Now I'm wakin' up in cabanas, you bad as fuck
And all don't want bananas 'less your chain is tucked
You wiggity-wack the strap, you cross Chris, make you jump
I with the pump, ain't no bricks in the trunk
Leave that shit for the chumps, I still get what I
Don't wanna believe in my mind, but you believe in my
I'm takin' a knee for my side, could give a 'bout they owners
Nigga look at my eyes, you 'bout to me my bonus
And every motherfuckin' record, a hit, I record it (celebrate)
And e'ry motherfuckin' snitch up in this bitch, report it (celebrate)
You paid your way for fade and can't even afford it
Seventy-five mil', at me now (celebrate)
And all these bad can't keep their feet down (elevate)
You don't wanna see Brown
Need to all that shit talkin', put the seat down
Joyner, I really feel these niggas
Hol' up, I gotta pay to kill these niggas
is money, need to fuck around and bill these niggas
Vet, so I'm finna will these niggas (celebrate)
I'ma show niggas, I should grill these niggas
Take flex, Fresh Prince, Uncle these niggas
Oh shit, I'm the shit, you could smell me,
Break ribs, yeah, you want no real beef, nigga
I say As-salāmu ʿalaykum when I apart some bacon
Ho, you like a pig, you fuckin' filthy, nigga
Now the police lock me in the prison, said, I'm guilty
I said, Da da da da da, come and kill me,

[Verse 4: Lucas, Chris Brown & Both]
They have forgot that I'm psycho (jheeze)
Oh, you war? Say no more
your fuckin' block into a light show (Joyner)
You be sure, better be sure
I'm the realest that I know
And I'm so bored, I switch cars
I a lotta money on Geico (jheeze)
The neighbors on my door, what the fuck you want?
Bitch, I'm (jheeze)
Listen, nigga, mind your business, I'm so of niggas
Tellin' me how I been my life (Joyner)
Sick of bumpin' now I'm runnin' over
Every who ain't wanna get in my ride
I was watchin', you was
Ain't had the shit in my size
Now I'm poppin', I'm
And your bitch hittin' my line
It's complicated, up with my main bitch
Givin' it to the side bitch at the same time
Puttin' my face in it, never it
I'ma lay in it, hit it, hit it one time
And I'ma proceed and play the pussy
You know I don't keep my on a hoodie
But I keep a Uzi, it's a doozie, make a movie if actin'
So (celebrate)