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  • feat. Royce The Choice, Skeme & Casey Veggies
  • (Verse)
  • Hollywood but it’s north-west sidey
  • 2-0-6 like the number of bones in yo body
  • She bought a room for us and I boned in the lobby
  • If you hit the room you would owe more than Gadhafi
  • Eatin first Teriyaki, purple and brown harachi
  • Sloppy toppy got me naughty and I see rentals in my chi tea
  • Copy, copy
  • All these niggas ever do so much
  • I’m feeling like I’m not me
  • ***** with the one time none time
  • You subtract, I look the racks plus sign
  • I’m never off, Garth Brooks had going pop
  • With my white *****, never look back
  • USC pound a whole key in her book bag
  • Parents set a trust fund for er and I took that
  • No, I need it
  • Get your life fore the grim reaper get it
  • When she goes bankrupt then he can get it
  • Rockin team with you’re fitted
  • I quit it like a Cochrane cakes
  • Take my pickings, then I roll like a Stockton play
  • This Christian was raised with jews
  • Would knock yo ***** if she came in *****
  • But she through
  • (Hook x2)
  • God, if I gotta go
  • At the funeral
  • Could I get all my hoes in the front row?
  • I need all my hoes in the front row
  • All my hoes in the front row
  • (Verse)
  • Wuddup? Young Dober, I stay with bad *****es
  • I mean *****es so bad I use my crib to add attention
  • Tried to tell em it was pimpin but these niggas never listen
  • Find er right up Manchester if yo baby mama missin
  • Sucker poof nigga, I’m the truth
  • Money through the roof
  • Everything slow but paper off a 7 of that juice
  • Ridin coupes, leanin with yo boo
  • This shit what I do
  • I go old hunneds in my wrap, shit ain’t nothing new
  • I got Mustard on the bidny and yo ***** on the fitny
  • I keep stacks on top, boy yo dollars all pigmey
  • Aye I’m ballin on em, stay tryna defend me
  • Steady takin shots at niggas man but that shit don’t offend me
  • I just made another 50 through my e-mail nigga
  • For this rap we ballin hard and so they retail nigga
  • Run yo mouth about the kids, you like a female, nigga
  • Yo show money couldn’t get my whip a D tail nigga
  • Aye, young boys pullin euros out the lot
  • Man I would take yo girl but I heard that ***** about
  • I got homies who got plots and got mo homies than flock
  • You wanna be rich out the hood, it’s best you think up out the box, aye
  • Told this world that its ***** you, pay me
  • For the last 8 months I rolled around in a Mercedes
  • Talkin Lexus, drop head Caddies
  • And *****es don’t call me by my name, they call me Crook
  • (Hook x2)
  • God, if I gotta go
  • At the funeral
  • Could I get all my hoes in the front row?
  • I need all my hoes in the front row
  • All my hoes in the front row
  • (Verse)
  • My, if I gotta go, just take life slow
  • They bein haters online, that’s a typo
  • Young Veggies, I’m bout to give the game lipo
  • She bust it open for the fee, you getting pisto
  • I’m rightin wrongs, write songs and we don’t wife hoes
  • Mustard on the beat, that’s gon make the function go
  • I’m makin money while I’m swaggin, that’s a W
  • You the first and lose, comin in number 2
  • ***** you sayin hoe? Let yo man loose
  • She leave me for a lame? She a lame too
  • I’m out here getting to it, tryna keep my name true
  • Mama used me in the shower like shampoo
  • I know they told you I’m the boy but I’m the man too
  • Could make a chick think but I could make it dance too
  • My cousin took er here and he know wussup
  • I’m putting money on his books while I’m rollin up
  • The best part about it, when I make you open up
  • And then I turn you round back, stripes be going up
  • Young niggas run the city, I signed a declaration
  • Alcohol in yo system, she saw that temptation
  • We split them hoes up, I call it segregation
  • Siroc might show her panties
  • Now that’s that product placement
  • I’ll rock them Puma Suedes, we do them Pradas too
  • Wasn’t rappin I could be a fashion model too
  • (Hook x2)
  • God, if I gotta go
  • At the funeral
  • Could I get all my hoes in the front row?
  • I need all my hoes in the front row
  • All my hoes in the front row

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