I leave the pussy micro-soft like Windows Vista I mean, a bitch she never met, her best friend, or sister Redbone do me good, then her friend assist her Watch me shoot to the bank, I'm a money pistol Now, get off my dick, I ain't fucking with you Young Mula, we the new shit, new drawers, ugh Young Money in the building, I'm putting up new walls Man, I just be chilling, I'm cool like Lou Rawls Tiger Woods, all these hoes tryna birdie these balls

Pretty Boy Floyd, step up, I will crack yoursĪnd even at the White House, we pull up at the back doors Quarterback, shotgun, you don’t get any sack yardsīitch, I ball hard, breaking all the backboards I just tell my pilot to land it in my backyard Gotta take care of them kids, man, I know you heard ObamaĪnd I live on an island, Atlantic in my backyard I love my baby mamas, they get my highest honor The world is in my hands, and I keep my hands closed Man, I'm too much for these n*ggas and three much for these hoes Now, women kicking it with me like Nomar Garciaparraįuq' roll them killer plants, the Little Shop of HorrorĪnd we roll them bitches thick, make 'em look like Toccara Stunt hard on these bitches, I ain't promised tomorrow Take the brain off the whip now, it don't make no sense I-I'm a New Orleans n*gga, I don't take no shit Wish I could but I can't say some other names 'cause of the FedsĪnd to my Bloods, code red, man, you know how we play itĪnd if it costs to be the boss, oh well, I guess I gotta pay I said, T.I., hold your head, and Mack, hold your head You think we gon' do our thing? Well, ain't it sunny in the summer?Īnd we coming for the commas, and whoever among usĪnd you know I'ma bust my ass until my crew very humongous Man, I'm running with the blocka, Young Money, motherfucker Hold court in the streets and convict this n*gga

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