Magnolia

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Yo Pierre, you wanna come out here?

[Verse 1]
Uh
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In New York like Biggie, ROC, plants
 on my sock
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She runnin' from the cock and when
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 I shoot I blatttt
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Yeah, tell that thot her number 
blocked
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Yeah, Stunna number block
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This New Orleans milly rock
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Let 'em milly rock
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Me and woe don't really rock
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Evidently not, brrrr
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Yeah, tell 'em it's the ROC
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In New York, let Jigga rock, I'm 
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higher than my socks
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I'm twisted like my locks, big up to
 the Lox
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I did a show with Ja
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Yo Pierre, you wanna come out here?
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Did a show with Ja, soon as I left 
the spot
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Pulled over by the cops, them 
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bitches found my Glock
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They threw me in the box, eight 
months tops
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Starin' at the clock, commissary 
stopped
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Man when Carter 5 drop, a nigga jaw 
gon' drop
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The bitches' drawers gon' drop, 
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and then the call's gon' drop
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Hello?
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I ball too hard, they flop, woah
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And all of these bitches got ass
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How did they get it so fast?
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They ain't have that in the past, I 
still smash
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In L.A. they gettin' shots, bitch I 
know the docs
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M.I.A, we on a yacht, your bitch 
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know where we dock

[Chorus]
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Hollup, I ain't from the 'Nolia, but
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 Tunechi still a soldier
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And rest in peace to Soulja, 'cause 
he was real Magnolia, yeah

[Verse 2]
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And I, fuck, these, hoes
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If, I, don't, doze
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Off, on, that drank
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If I, do, bitch you to blame, 
coochie lame
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Weed, stank, it better be the only 
thing
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Big bank, take lil' bank, you know 
the game
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All these bitches want Young Carter,
 Young Carter
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The fireman and fire starter, need 
water
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Woo, all of your bitches, they poo
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All of my bitches, they're new
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They got more bitches than you
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All of these hoes is gon' loose
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But my bitch keep me in the loop
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She blow me like hot Campbell's soup
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My woadies come out like a troop
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Innocent bystander, oops
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Ain't tryin' might find out your 
fruits
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I'm in a pineapple coupe
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Passin' you up like juke
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Turnin' heads like a screw
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Give that ho a tip
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Enough to buy a whip
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Give that ho some sip
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She fall asleep, I dip
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I'm rich, bitch
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Money, Mitch
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What's in that, bag?
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14, bricks
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You got 14 bricks in that bag?
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Used to, used to drive a Masi'
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Used to be locked up, with the dude 
that stopped Ashanti
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Used to be in Hollygrove with dudes 
that caught them bodies
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Tunechi got so many hoes, they 
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call me John Thotty
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Tell your bitch I'm Mr. Biggs, my 
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nigga, Ron Isley
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I'm kamikaze-in' you niggas, Ronda 
Rousey
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It's New Orleans, Milly Rock, drop 
it to the socks
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OVO Jordans, the ones that haven't
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 dropped, uh
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Waitin' for Carter 5 to drop, uh
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It's the, it's the Roc, uh
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Tell them bitches it's the Roc, 
yeah, yeah
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I'm throwin' up the Roc, yeah

[Chorus]
I ain't from Magnolia, but Tunechi 
still a soldier
And rest in peace to Soulja, 'cause 
he was real Magnolia, yeah