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Sipping on my maggy
Step up on my shoes,
I’ll get to double tappy
Niggas funny, ha ha ha,
they come like Eddie Caddie
All you niggas fassy, talking wasseen, (ooh)
All these niggas 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, yeah

Man I step with caution ‘cos I can’t lack
I’m in the Bahamas bitch 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
Bitch it’s summer time, I’m tryna shine, I got my fade out, yeah
Cracking Omnisphere, security I had to bypass, yeah

Nigga thinking that it’s sweet
Ain’t shit sweet ‘round here
My baby go brown hair
Big packs of the loud here
Talk shit but I don’t care
I got not beard, still a cute boy
I ain’t down with the making friends
Yeah I’ve been snaked so I’m paranoid

I can’t f*ck, with you, anymore
Nigga shit like number two
My bitch, she bad and rude
My shit, hot like soup
On fruit loops, make loops
I cannot f*ck with you niggas
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
Niggas funny, ha ha ha,
they come like Eddie Caddie
All you niggas fassy, talking wasseen, (ooh)
All these niggas 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 niggas 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 niggas chillin’ over here
I got water on me you can catch me by the pier, yeah

Man I step with caution ‘cos I can’t lack
I’m in the Bahamas bitch 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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