World Rage

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       Ayy, ayy
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    This that shit like
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This that shit like where you just talk your shit like... haha
Go 'head O
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Ayy, I told them niggas like, look...
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Danny, I see you

[Chorus]
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Ayy, ayy, I need 20 for a verse, I need 40 for a show
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I got bitches gettin' naked, throwin' money on the floor
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Big Patek bust down, pussy hatin' 'cause he broke
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I ain't never played the bench, I'm in the game and that's for sure
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Claustrophobic, dropped the top, I had to switch lanes (skrrt)
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My bitch is crazy, in her purse, she keeps a switchblade
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I'm out of town, still wear the chain like I'm Johnny Dang
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I make it rain in your city, bring the world rage

[Verse 1]
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Lifestyle on 300, Sparta's how we comin' (we comin')
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Loverboy like I'm McLovin, I got bitches in London
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You gon' take a chance and get nothin', niggas fake and be frontin' (they fake)
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Whole crowd lit, fist-pumpin', on the stage, I'm jumpin' (jump, jump)
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I get cash in abundance, know I made it from my grind
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I was waitin' patiently, I knew this shit would take some time
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She be sniffin' too much coco, she can't read between the lines
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Fell in love with all the hype, now she don't wanna go outside
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I bust down the wrist, now my diamonds full of ice
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I bust up my clique, now my niggas livin' life
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And you are full of shit if you think I would take advice
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You were doin' all the wrong to make sure I was never right

[Chorus]
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Ayy, ayy, I need 20 for a verse, I need 40 for a show
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I got bitches gettin' naked, throwin' money on the floor
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Big Patek bust down, pussy hatin' 'cause he broke
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I ain't never played the bench, I'm in the game and that's for sure
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Claustrophobic, dropped the top, I had to switch lanes (skrrt)
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My bitch is crazy, in her purse, she keeps a switchblade
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I'm out of town, still wear the chain like I'm Johnny Dang
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I make it rain in your city, bring the world rage

[Verse 2]
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Ayy, and I can't be tamed, put this shit on replay (replay)
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Run her hand all through my braids, she know I'm the new wave (the wave)
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Lately I've been on this chase, dark shades, Blu-Ray (Blu-Ray)
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You will never take up my space, I don't care what you say (you say)
I had to run it up
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Don't think that you've done enough, I blew up like Mrs. Puff
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Now they all wanna fuck with us, and these girls fall in love with us
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Like no, no, no, no, no
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I gotta let you go, go, go, go, go, for real