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Oh | Like when Ricky Bobby's dad said "You first or you last" | I got all intentions on getting this cash
Oh Like when Ricky Bobby's dad said "You first or you last" I got all intentions on getting this cash Rolling joints up with laser precision I got major decisions to make Whether to get the Maybach or just chill My niggas is real in the feel Blow so much marijuana smoke the smell's still in the ceiling Owner said the club closed but we still in the building Pullin' foreigns outside and stuffin' women up in 'em Got a hundred grand stuffed in these expensive ass denim Mike hit the the racetrack and spend it, and come back with millions She half Sicilian, her family don't even like blacks I'm ashing my joint, say her dad gon' kill her Let me borrow the Lambo and the pad familiar Got every game on Xbox Don't need to get dressed, when I come over it's sweats and socks Them other niggas say they like the Taylors, just stop Cop a new pad, and smoke one for the life that we never had Cop a new whip, and smoke one for the shit we could never get Cop a new chain, and smoke one for the time we wanted better days Gettin' dollars makes sense, me and my dog worked hard So we don't mind spendin' just a little bit Actin' like a nigga that ain't ever had Pull up in a foreign with a paper tag This a Rolls Royce bitch, not a Jag Keep a closet full of unpopped tags Niggas bring that bullshit, they get zapped Never chasin' bitches, I be gettin' cash My roof in the trunk, joint full of skunk My speakers blast like they from 12 gauge pump Nigga your crew on the stump, ain't got a bag in months Nigga my crew on the hunt, get everything we want We was wilin' when we was young 'til the game did jump Jet Life, all you is a chump, knew we was the ones To change the game and that's exactly what we done New Orleans where I'm from, in Amsterdam catchin' stunts New Orleans where I'm from, in Japan rollin' up New Orleans where I'm from, motherfucker like what Cop a new pad, and smoke one for the life that we never had Cop a new whip, and smoke one for the shit we could never get Cop a new chain, and smoke one for the time we wanted better days Gettin' dollars makes sense, me and my dog worked hard So we don't mind spendin' just a little bit
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