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Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey |
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[Young Dro:] |
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Okay. Aye they ain't gon like this *******t right here |
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[Travis Porter:] |
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Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa |
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[Young Dro:] |
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Aye Tip, check this out, aye, push it. Travis Porter what's hannin', push it! |
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[Hook: Travis Porter] |
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I'm in at Hot Wheel and I'm driving real fast |
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And I'm sma*******ng on the gas, I'm tryna do the dash |
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Hot Wheel: got 200 on the dash |
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Man I'm driving real fast, I'm tryna do the dash |
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Push it! (hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey) |
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Push it! (whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa) |
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[Verse 1: Strap (of Travis Porter)] |
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I'm in a hot wheel til I light this here |
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Tap my ******* she switch my gear |
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Diamond *******ning they all clear |
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PHMG they all here |
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Tattoos they all over me |
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She see me kissin all on my tip |
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He say I'm a rookie ******, I been doing it for years |
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Better take a look at me, better check my booking fee |
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I been cooking *******t off in the kitchen but I ain't Lil' B |
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Pull up in a Hot Wheel, ******* need a green card |
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All-red candy paint, ****** this your dream car |
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I'm that mutha****** ****** all the ******* scheme for |
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When she with me, she be hoping all her girlfriends seen her |
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She suck a ****** so good, but why you think she on my team for |
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I got her dancing slow, in slow mo like she on lean or something |
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Smoking on that dro, got that ho drinking ****** |
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Hear me coming down the street: 'Rari, screaming |
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Pinky ring doing numbers, *******ning, blinging |
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Ink all on my body and I'm hotter than a demon |
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[Hook] |
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[Verse 2: Young Dro] |
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Hold on let me rip this ho |
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Car so fast I flipped that ho |
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Tell them boys don't play with Dro |
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Pause that *******, skip that ho |
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Black coat let my coupe in here |
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Decapitate my roof in here |
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The reason why they ask for Dro cause they wanted the truth in here |
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Just like Star, I'm rockin ya |
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I'm poppin ya |
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I knew something was fishy going on like tilapia |
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You ain't ****** with pimpin though |
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My wrist blow up like indigo |
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I like a model ******* but I would rather Oprah Winfrey though |
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The richest ******* up in this ******* |
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My paint flop and then flip in this |
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My Glock it got a clip in it |
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My car so wet it's drippin *******t |
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They copy me like Kinko do |
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Diamond chain, one pink one blue |
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Car so fast, my speakers on blast |
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Don't race me boy, I'm *******ttin on you |
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Hold up they can't take this *******t |
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I spaz out with no brakes and *******t |
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I'm Bosco with this cake and *******t |
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Congo dro, ape and *******t |
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I saw yo broad and took that ******* |
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Wassup with all that liquor *******t? |
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You see these horses on my car |
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'Rari ******* I'm pu*******n it |
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[Hook] |
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[Verse 3: T.I.] |
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I'm mindin mine, in 599s |
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New Ferraris, know that I'm ballin ho |
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400, 000 in public housing, |
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blunt of dro |
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Through Atlanta station I'm pu*******n |
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Every corner I'm hookin |
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Bad ******* just lookin |
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Tryna throw me that ******* |
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Say what happened baby I can't |
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Cause them ******s cool, but they ain't shawty |
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Wrist froze and I can't thaw it |
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Hundred mil well that ain't hard, I'm hard |
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As a mutha******a, swear to God, I'm God |
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To the trap ******s and **** boys... pause |
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Blow a half a mil just cause, ball |
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Money ain't a thang, not at all |
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Drink the lean and get kool-aid |
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Get high on pills for like 2 days |
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Fresh to death in that |
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Diamonds clearer than Blu-ray |
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Aye! Ain't no fugaze, I'm too major, I'm super paid |
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Say 30 mil, better double that |
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That money short then we double back |
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Got rubber bands around 30 racks |
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I'm trouble man so where the trouble at? |
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I got a truck load of them hood rats |
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I push through, where your hood at? |
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[Hook] |