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Yee!
Ayo 50, they only do it like us nigga (laughs)
Yee!
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I’m So Fly
And I’ve got money so that’s a good enough reason to buy
the things I buy
I’m So High
And I’m on point and I can tell that you jealous by the look
in your eye
When I Ride By
And I don’t care, G-Units goin' straight to the top this year
Nigga I'm So Fly
And I’ve got money so that’s a good enough reason to buy
the things I buy
Banks is fresh out the gutta (gutta)
To smooth to stutta (stutta)
His cig will melt a riva like two scoops of butter (butter)
Before I leave the crib I tell my mother I love her
Grab the burna cause she ain't concerned cuz he’s a earna
My bitch lays it out real nice for me to murda
Fight, wake up n’ fuck like Ike n’ Tina Turner
It’s a privilege to ride with a celeb
'Cause them girls over there don’t got a problem given head
Paranoia is on ya that’s why your mama is in your bed
Fuck a rare chinchilla and bossin' mama for ya head
And where the block I'm from niggas be damn near 40 and still tuckin'
And niggas baby mama is pregnant and still fuckin'
It’s either cause their boyfriend is a scrub like brillow
Or cause Banks is cooler than the other side of the pillow
The chronic is blown
For my niggas that got locked up and deported and now they gotta
go back home
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Don’t confuse me with these suckas
'Cause when I spit you hear more ouus then a skip to my lil move
at the rucka
Thank god for givin' Banks the gift
You think that bandana makes you look gangsta but all I see is a
handkerchief
Nigga there’s no one out the click that freeze us
Believe that 'cause I ain't scared of shit but jesus
Look dawg I don't roam with the poodles
Difference is I'm eating in Rome and you eatin' roman noodles
Ya boys corrupt kid
Banks will send a bitch to the store just for a piece of cheesecake
like puff did
You jokes can't afford these homes
Look around I got 40 clones now look down that’s 40 stones
And that’s only in the necklace
I’m bony and I’m reckless (vroom) there’s Tony in
a Lexus
I'm fresh out the gutta scrap whatcha man thought
I'm in the hood with more straps than a Jan Sport
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When I travel I know I'm gonna get stuck
'Cause they harass us in the airport like im the ones that’s
blowin' shit up
I got the patience of a high school teacher
And a bright future, why the fuck would I have a bomb on my sneaker
Will the goody girls back of us
My hearts colder than jack frost is
We pack shows and attract bosses
Black clothes and my black forces
A black rose for a rats coffin
Blowin' O’s in that black coffin
Blowin' the road and im back flossin'
No one knows how much that’s costin'
Fuck ass only the green moves me
I got a clean Uzi A pair of gloves and a mask from the scream movie
So if your plottin' on poppin' off, sceem smoothly
Or get a little red spatter on ya cream coogy
My name ring each state
So you ain't gotta go all the way to LA to get your mc eight
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