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If the Tech ain't lookin' right, I'm 'bout to throw it out If my bitch ain't lookin' right, I'm 'bout to throw her out I'm Paul Walker hoppin' out the Porsche now 911 thuggin' with my bros now Shooters with me too, you better watch what you say Money nothing to me, bought Margielas today You saw me in my coupe and you got jealous today My bitch be doing tricks with me like Cirque du Soleil If the Tech ain't lookin' right, I'm 'bout to throw it out If my bitch ain't lookin' right, I'm 'bout to throw her out I'm Paul Walker hoppin' out the Porsche now 911 thuggin' with my bros now Shooters with me too, you better watch what you say Money nothing to me, bought Margielas today You saw me in my coupe and you got jealous today My bitch be doing tricks with me like Cirque du Soleil Throw you out the DoubleTree Love was never made for me You can kiss my N-U-Ts Knock you out like Mr. T I got the force, I got the horses Whippin' around, clippin' my bitch Fuck a distortion, she swallow me now It's nothing but the truth I'm Barry Bonds, I got the juice 911 rolling through It's up to me, not up to you If the feds watchin,' I'ma throw it out Pick it up, and then stash it Time to see me do damage My baby pussy Atlantis I'm underwater, no Scuba Steve This underground, it ain't new to me I'm behind the scenes, but now it's front the curtain I'm cocky with it, I'm In third person Mike the Magician go hard as a bitch I met my shawty when I was a jit Now she got gold up in both of her wrists I feel like R. Kelly when I take a piss Damn, now, it's fuck promoters at the venues Now it's five-diamond rated menus, waiter know he getting paid too My opposition can't stand me, now I know who my family My diamonds look like they Japanese That's why they can't understand me If the Tech ain't lookin' right, I'm 'bout to throw it out If my bitch ain't lookin' right, I'm 'bout to throw her out I'm Paul Walker hoppin' out the Porsche now 911 thuggin' with my bros now Shooters with me too, you better watch what you say Money nothing to me, bought Margielas today You saw me in my coupe and you got jealous today My bitch be doing tricks with me like Cirque du Soleil If the Tech ain't lookin' right, I'm 'bout to throw it out If my bitch ain't lookin' right, I'm 'bout to throw her out I'm Paul Walker hoppin' out the Porsche now 911 thuggin' with my bros now Shooters with me too, you better watch what you say Money nothing to me, bought Margielas today You saw me in my coupe and you got jealous today My bitch be doing tricks with me like Cirque du Soleil Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, ay, ay Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, Yeah Yeah, yeah
Writer(s): Michele Scatamacchia Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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