Move 'em in, move 'em out 
Trapped in shoot it out 
Bone a whore 
Corner store 
Want it raw 
On the floor 
Tie 'em up, lie 'em down 
Fuck yall niggas crying now 
Killer Cam 
Side town 
Fuck yall niggas ridin' round 
Creep wit da toast 
Keep it close 
Never know when you'll see da gross 
From my yaht you'll see coast 
From my block you'll see toast 
Love da way I grab dat cash 
Now I laugh 
You love the way I smack dat ass 
Backflash 
You'll sniff foul powder  
Over clam chowder 
Yall lil' rascals like Alfalfa 
While we listenin' to wild salsa 
La la bomba 
Come through in the Hummer 
La la bomba 
Face down ass up 
That's the way we like to fuck 
After that pucker up 
Babygirl we like to suck 
Sucker what 
Never duck 
That's not what my hoods about 
Hood without a doubt 
So bitch put it in your mouth 
 
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Where da fuck you at 
Bust your gat 
Where da fuck you at 
Do yall niggas sell crack 
Where da fuck you at 
Got a fat stack 
Where da fuck you at 
Huh, ain't a damn thing funny 
Why? Bitch betta have my money 
Where da fuck you at 
 
Aiyo 
I spit spit flow flow 
Get get doe doe 
Switch switch yo yo 
Sick sick fo-four 
Swing swing click click 
Drug game big brick 
Swing swing big dick 
Pretty thing thick chick 
cock cock nice nice 
shot shot twice twice 
Now I gotta slice slice 
Rock rock ice ice 
Drick drink Old Gold 
Bitches wanna Volvo 
Woo shit was wo wo 
Now we got dat cocoa 
Tram tram palm palm 
Chicks call it swanton 
Of course we all suit 
And we all cute 
Yo Queet call Kose 
Bitch over here frotin' 
Yo I want they're jaw loose 
We got more troops 
Get you hauled off juice 
Stop frontin' yo 
You ain't sawed off proof 
Whips whips cost cost 
Six six floss floss 
Big big boss boss 
Get get lost lost 
 
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Aiyo I need da type of girl 
That's in love wit her cash 
Get knocked together  
Look at each other and laugh 
Get a key  
She like cut it in half  
Get a in beef 
She like da fuck is my bag 
Take cover and laugh 
Real prestiges 
Walk around wit da mack dies 
Smack Diez 
Cause he said "Dame la chocha" 
Bitch caught him in da Rover 
Scared 'em aired 'em 
Kiete la voka 
Goin' to da gun range  
Her hobby is rape 
Girls lookin' at her jewels  
Like they gotta be fake 
Plus a brand new jeep 
Leather brand new seats 
Wit da dishes real deep 
Nah, Cam too cheap 
Yall can't flow wit dat 
Bang it out throw it back 
Ain't no here we go wit dat 
Grabbin' on here lower back 
Lookin' at me like she can take the shit 
Uh uh uh  
Now take that bitch 
 
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