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Yo! Yeah, yeah, uh (Uh!) Sipping on my maggy Step up on my shoes I'll get to double tappy N- funny, ha, ha, ha They come like Eddie Caddie All you n- fassy, talking wasseen, (ooh) All these n- preeing on my fasheen, (ooh) After the show hop up in a cabby, cool Man I got the tooly in my handbag, (yeah) Strap up with the bible in my handbag, yeah Man I step with caution 'cause I can't lack I'm in the Bahamas b- I'm stepping on some white sand, (damn) I can't see nobody through these shades man I invest my money, make my money do a payback, (yeah) You better do it different or you fade out B- it's summer time, I'm tryna shine, I got my fade out, yeah I don't watch nobody but my own a- Cracking Omnisphere, security I had to bypass, yeah N- thinking that it's sweet Ain't sh- sweet 'round here My baby got brown hair Big packs of the loud here Talk sh- but I don't care No beard, cute boy Cute boy but I make noise Been snaked so I'm paranoid I can't f-, with you, anymore N- sh- like number two My b-, she bad and rude My sh- hot like soup On fruit loops, make loops I cannot f- with you n- I get to the figures I be chilling with the gang (gang gang) Cute watch on my wrist I let it gliss, that's a light ten If I don't like you then you'll know that I don't beg friend Money talks in the passy' of N4's Mercedes Couldn't care about your feelings I'm just try a get paid g And I'm chillin' with AA, D3, 5H I had jawns from Bebo, MSN, MySpace You got bands, I'll take that Bad one got her waist snatched Slave trade, payback White airs, lace dat (Uh) Sipping on my maggy Step up on my shoes I'll get to double tappy N- funny, ha, ha, ha They come like Eddie Caddie All you n- fassy, talking wasseen, (ooh) All these n- preeing on my fashion, (ooh) After the show hop up in a cabby, cool Man I got the tooly in my handbag, (yeah) Strap up with the bible in my handbag Me, my n- strapping, we ain't lackin And she looking nice you know I'm fin to blow her back in, yeah I'm a paper boy I get them racks in Make it bang like cillit and I make it do a backspin (yeah yeah) Diamonds shining on me chandelier Used to be down bad now I just wipe away the tears Cheers! All my n- chillin' over here I got water on me you can catch me by the pier, yeah Man I step with caution 'cause I can't lack I'm in the Bahamas b- I'm stepping on some white sand, damn I can't see nobody through these shades man I invest my money, make my money do a payback, yeah
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