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What's up? What's happening Jeezy? I just touched down | These hoes on me, Jeezy, for real | What I'm supposed to do, these haters on me
What's up? What's happening Jeezy? I just touched down These hoes on me, Jeezy, for real What I'm supposed to do, these haters on me They make it so bad, these bitches want me Spent the whole thirty grand, blew the whole clique, damn When I fell up in the spot the forty on me What I'm supposed to do, these haters on me What I'm supposed to do, these bitches want me What I'm supposed to do, these haters on me What I'm supposed to do, these bitches want me There be no hating, no faking, no lying, no snitching You play with it, you go there, you cross line, I'm tripping Them hoes try them long clips, I'm going straight loco Your clique poor, you dead broke, I'm world wide, you local I'm grinding, I'm shining, I'm stunting, I'm flexing Them bitches you came with, they all in my section They smoking, we drinking, they turnt up, they sipping She spilled Don P on me, I said bitch you tripping My weed costs, my belt costs, my jeans cost a grip, bitch And you know that four cal is right here on hip, bitch Two door cost half mil, that there be rich shit Don't know me? You hate me? That there be bitch shit Keep the shit talking, turn me up a little more, uh Oh my God, look what I just bought Another presidential rollie, don't ask what it costs And you might get lost, come into my crib I'm just a young nigga, getting it how I live I'm supposed to stacking, supposed to be grinding Supposed to be swagging, supposed to be shining Supposed to be way up ahead of my game While you in back, or stuck in the line I'm spending my cash, I'm in this bitch, rolling my grass up Club's so packed in there, can't no one get past us Oh, I'm with my whole crew, spent thirty thousand in the club That's what I'm supposed to do, say fuck the chase I drink it straight, like what I'm supposed to do If you made what I made a show you'd probably throw it too I told a bitch to bring her friend, like what I'm supposed to do I bought a bottle, drink it straight, like what I'm supposed to do I hit the club on hella hoes, like what I'm supposed to do And V.I.P. be rolling drugs, like what I'm supposed to do You see me driving foreign cars, like what I'm supposed to do A hundred deep up in this bitch, can't see me rolling through This nigga tripping, took his bitch, like what I'm supposed to do A young rich nigga, I'm buying for my whole crew And I'll serve a nigga pound if he roll through Real niggas with me and they well known too And if I'm smoking one you best believe she smoking too A million dollars, one summer, what I'm supposed to do, uh
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