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Kelly Huh? (Woah) Huh? (Woah) Huh? (Woah) Huh? (Woah) Huh? (Woah) Huh? (Woah) Huhhh? (Ahh) Huh, niggas talkin' 'bout me ah (Huh?) They don't even know what they talkin' 'bout Huh, sippin' on that muddy from the dirty south (Blatt) Huh, sippin' on that lean like what you heard 'bout (Huh?) Huh, and I feel like I'm insane (I'm insane) Fighting out the storm, I'm fighting in the rain Yeah, like hell ya yappin' 'bout You talkin' bout that lame? Yeah, I'ma keep goin up, you know I want the fame Hella narcotic, push it to the back (Woah) Told her what you want? (Huh?) And yeah this ain't that (Yeah) I know what I be on (Yeah), I know I'm narcissistic Yeah, and I can't bring you home (No), 'cause you don't respect my pimpin' (No) Get that, flip that, nigga I'ma flip packs Sip that, toe tag, know that I'ma bag that I been on that, put the bitch in Hermes What the hell ya talkin' 'bout, you know that I ain't hear that This nigga owe me fucking money, nigga better pay debt (Huh?) (Why?)
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