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    Ho I'm major, that shit nothin'
    Young nigga, old money, Benjamin Button
    Seein' through ya poker face, that nigga bluffin'
    Ladies goin gaga for a nigga tryna fuck him
    Nickel plate tuck it, hesitate nothin'
    And I got the A-R, why I like to bust it?
    Why I need counselin', why I won't discuss it?
    Why I spend Donkey Kong knots and I'm all like, fuck it!?
    Pull up at the stop light, lookin' at this cop like
    Yeah I drive big shit, nah my license ain't right
    Still let the top drop back when it's sunny
    Cause life ain't nothin' but bitches and money

    I don't what it is, somethin' inside
    I need that attention, I just can't hide
    Keep hearin' these voices, inside of my mind
    Sayin' fuck the rest, it's time to shine
    I know that's how the good one's died
    But I need that risk I need that drive
    I'm stealin' yo bitch I'm stealin' yo grind
    Bitches sing this and that's why I'm
    Showin' out lil' mama, showin' out lil' daddy
    Showin' out lil' mama, showin' out lil' daddy
    Showin' out lil' mama, showin' out lil' daddy
    Showin' out lil' mama, showin' out lil' daddy

    Old school Chevy wide body like a phantom
    5 stars love but them haters can't stand 'em
    U-K money, 150,000 pounds
    All white lamb sit low to the ground
    I just joined a gang, the millionaire boys club
    Gave me a box of baking soda and a skateboard
    I'm in the kitchen puttin' the work on steroids
    Peakin' out the glass for the feds, I'm paranoid
    No I ain't platinum, but how I'm a millionaire?
    I know this a four door, so how it ain't no ceilin' there?
    Showin' off lil' mama, goin' hard lil' daddy
    Yo Gotti home boy, I'm a walkin' dope package

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    I don't what it is, somethin' inside
    I need that attention, I just can't hide
    Keep hearin' these voices, inside of my mind
    Sayin' fuck the rest, it's time to shine
    I know that's how the good one's died
    But I need that risk I need that drive
    I'm stealin' yo bitch I'm stealin' yo grind
    Bitches sing this and that's why I'm
    Showin' out lil' mama, showin' out lil' daddy
    Showin' out lil' mama, showin' out lil' daddy
    Showin' out lil' mama, showin' out lil' daddy
    Showin' out lil' mama, showin' out lil' daddy

    I'm from the era, of letter to the better
    They tell me rap changed, well I'm a have to let her
    Common loved her, I wish I never met her
    They slutted her out, there's nothin' left to treasure
    Seems all I hear em say, nigga where them dollas at?
    Here they go right here, tell them niggas hollaback
    Hit it then I quit then I step like a welcome mat
    That 2010 got me feelin' like I'm all of that
    Re-Up Gang Trinity, Liva, me and Pusha T
    Got my money right, them hater's tight like virginity
    They don't understand how I feed off their energy
    My table is prepared in the presence of my enemies

    I don't what it is, somethin' inside
    I need that attention, I just can't hide
    Keep hearin' these voices, inside of my mind
    Sayin' fuck the rest, it's time to shine
    I know that's how the good one's died
    But I need that risk I need that drive
    I'm stealin' yo bitch I'm stealin' yo grind
    Bitches sing this and that's why I'm
    Showin' out lil' mama, showin' out lil' daddy
    Showin' out lil' mama, showin' out lil' daddy
    Showin' out lil' mama, showin' out lil' daddy
    Showin' out lil' mama, showin' out lil' daddy

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