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I know my body took a lot of ink
Know I smoke a lot of stink
Bladder piss a lot of pink
Cause that lean I like to drink
My face got a lot of tats
My girl got a lot of gold
My mouth talk a lot of shit
My dick fuck a lot of hoes
My stomach be filled with shrimp
Bezels on my fucking plane
My mind it be on the prize
My trap house it keep in line
Cause I am selling dunkinheins
My house I be serving there
Bank account got several O's
My britches be true religion
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It's not that hot outside so imma drop it anyway
Said way back yes it's out back
I mean out back my spent bitch
She's got a fat ass and some big tits
I fuck with her cause her ass in
With hew blow cause her ass in my Louis V shades
Plus it match the eight of spades
Oh newborns talking automats
Got two one plain chain one ice though
Nigger try it meat knock some lights out
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Anyway in a way anyway way
I thought that I can find another any day
Any day in a way anyway in a way
It's not that hot outside but I'm a drop it anyway
I drop the top like, "Fuck it"
I'm not in no lil' Cutlass
I pull up in a "What the... fuck I don't know was it"
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I got a yellow one, it's like salt and pepper
When I put 'em together they stand out
I'm a biker, hitchhiker- That's what you are with your thumb out
Got a Spyker with some rims on it, and the back tires they poke out
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Versace shades- Stevie Wonder. Can't see these niggas they under
Your label's a sandcastle: it's about to crumble
Like Barry Sanders don't fumble
It's Gucci Mane knockin numbers (Gucci!)
This watch right here cost ninety thousand Plain Jane
But I'm a put some watch off in it anyway
chorus
You haters they gonna hate on you like in a way
So I am gonna put some words on my shit anyway
Anyway in a way anyway way
I thought that I can find another any day
Any day in a way anyway in a way
It's not that hot outside but I'm a drop it anyway
Show some DJ fate my nigga
Writer(s): Clifford Harris, Rodney Hill, Radric Davis, Marquel Middlebrooks, Michael Len Williams