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[Verse 1: Machine Gun Kelly] |
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I don't gang bang, hoe, I just gang bang these hoes |
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And I keep like eight jays rolled, then I face them after my shows |
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And I got your main thing bro, on my dangalang when she swang and hang like an orangutan |
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But you don't really want a part of me, 'cause everyone of my boys bang a rang. |
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Cocaine, cocaine, my skin white like cocaine, marked up like them ol' trains |
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And I keep it hood, but a slow mayne |
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Propane, propane, spark that shit like propane, I'm on the east side of my domain |
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Bitch I kick more shit than Liu Kang. |
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[Hook:] |
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Now hold up, shut up, who remembers my come up? |
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Who remembers my broke ass when I had no food for my stomach |
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Who remembers my haters when I was keeping it G? (I Do) |
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'Cause I don't remember them bitches but them hoes remember me. |
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[Verse 2: Machine Gun Kelly] |
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Holla back two phones, I don't call shit, wild boy, 'cause I start shit |
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Rager 'cause I moshpit and this A stands for anarchist |
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My heart is in Antarctic, burn one and get car sick |
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Floating like a carpet, bitch, I'm higher than a starship |
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Tatted up so I can't work, you would think I got paid first |
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Tear that pussy out the frame, you would think that bitch gave birth |
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All these sins you would think that I hate church |
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And they said, "Thou shalt not steal", but fuck that, I'll take her. |
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[Hook:] |
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Now hold up, shut up, who remembers my come up? |
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Who remembers my broke ass when I had no food for my stomach |
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Who remembers my haters when I was keeping it G? (I Do) |
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'Cause if they don't remember them bitches but them hoes remember me. |
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Hold on, shut up, hold on, shut up, hold on, shut up. |
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Who remembers my haters when I was keeping it G? |
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'Cause I don't remember them bitches but them hoes remember me. |
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[Verse 3: Young Jeezy] |
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I don't remember these hoes, I don't remember these niggas |
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Fuck niggas, bitches too, all I see is these figures |
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I got Versace on, Versace lights, I ain't seeing these niggas |
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Chances here, chances are three on three with these niggas. |
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Look, all bark no bite, all rap no white |
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Two of her friends to get with my friends so we can be friends well alright |
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Machine gun, we got one, machine gun I got one |
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See me, I'm a real nigga, probably mad at me cause he not one |
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That's straight chopper music, no bite, eighteen dwarf niggas, Snow White |
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You can bet a nigga if I said a nigga, ten out of ten, it's no white |
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Tell me what's not to love, why hate? What a real handsome nigga, now wait |
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Treat my 'rari like I'm in a roller derby, put the shoes on and I skate |
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Say you don't like me, nigga, you know me, nigga |
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See a sound of me, that's hate |
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Say you wanna rap about it, wanna talk about it, and ain't live the shit, that's fake |
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Say it's coming back and this locking up sound like to me, that's flake |
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Say you don't ride with me, you don't fuck with me, |
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Stay the fuck from around me, that's great |
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Hold up |
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[Hook] |