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Nigga ask them motherfucking ten thousand dollar Debts And Ooh. Damn. Man. This feel like one of them, one of them Ones. Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy. I know niggas fraud, so I dodge the scene. I'm good in the burbs, I'm good in the Streets. This 'bout twenty bands, I can buy a Mink. I got options when I want, But I rather sleep. I'm tired. Ride the bike with one hand while I grip the heat. slidin'. I got twins in the engine of this sixty-three. When I move. She gon' pay anyway, might as Well pay a P. Ayy, ayy, In the NSX. Numbers. Rockin' a Jubilee. Good job. Dippin' on these hoes. I'm dippin'. Winnin' on these hoes. Mobbin' on these hoes. Got sloppy raw. Got a Glocky on. Got Glocky. Don't play with me. Don't play. Don't wait on me. Don't wait. Go get your cheese. Check it, check it, check it, check it, Check it, check it, nigga, I be checkin', Checkin', checkin', Checkin', nigga, thumbin' checks. Every single day, I'm puttin' numbers on the board. Shootin' from the three, healthy nigga gon' score. Nigga, count checks. Check it, check it, check it, check it, Get some motherfuckin' checks. Fresco nigga. Fresco nigga. This shit different. This shit different. Take her for dinner. Take her out, fool. Fuck on Lenny. Fuck on Lenny. And I don't even really. I don't even really. I don't give a fuck. I don't really give A fuck. Twenty Gs on the bike. That's nothin', that's nothin'. It ain't got a Muffler. Good job. Smoke, smoke, I'm gone. Ayy. Cush my cologne. Ayy. F in my phone. That's good, Larry. Ayy, ayy, ayy. Talk it to me. Shit, gotta get this motherfuckin' Chicken. 'Cause I know this shit way bigger. Clip so long, can lean on it. Bitch so thick, I believe in it. Nigga be simpin', I keep it pimpin'. I be cut the boo slidin' through trenches. Do not remember, too many ditches. Too many ditches. Some in the tub, some in the kitchen. Some in the kitchen. Good job. Larry, you're doin' terrific. You're doin' terrific. Really. Check it, check it, check it, check it, Check it, check it, nigga, I be checkin', Checkin', checkin', Checkin', nigga, thumbin' through Every single day, I'm puttin' numbers on the board. Shootin' from the three, healthy nigga gon' score. Go and count checks. Check it, check it, check it, check it, Check it, get some motherfuckin' checks.
Larry June, Cardo Got Wings — Organic Free Range Chicken
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