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Nigga Yankees, how I fit in
Like NAV, it's been a minute
Make 'em, mad? But I didn't
You know I'm up, no snooze
Ice on me like hockey dudes
the fame
I'm really tryna get rich
I got big dreams
I got big goals
Need alotta shit for my kids
I need a big house
With a nice pool
And alotta space in
Diamond's on my chain
Diamond's on my wrist
Diamond is my logo, cause I'm diamond kid
Cause I'm fuckin' rich, shout out to DMG
I'm muthafuckin' CEO
Imma go get it, I threw way the fitted,
got rich by myself, I ain't worried bout hoes
You all in my business, like you the one in it, you talking bout
wouldn't matter if I was rich or poor
Security wouldn't follow me around the store (ah, what you got in your coat, buddy)
Like I'd steal something
Because
elbows stacked in kitchen always ran wit older dude thats when i stared pitchin, by time hit the seventh grade school i started ditchen ,not to mention in
douse
There's a puddle near me
The Kitchen's my house so if I see a rat
I'm slicing dicing choppin' a mouse
Raiatouille
Yeah, uh
I feel like everybody's
the neats clean
Narrow like a ravine
Digits fell good news
Last hole, green jacket worn, body in two
Left by oh-no
Soul been gone, disappeared like
bitch around me (Whoa)
More McQueen, I'm the life of the party
(Whoa) they hate but it won't stop
(Whoa)
'cause they don't know 'bout it (yeah)
Jump in
house
(In this house)
Pistol to his motherfuckin' mouth
(To his fuckin' mouth, bang)
I told him watch his motherfuckin' mouth
(Told him watch his mouth,
Wild boy the Dude be Party so hard I ain’t leaving till vroeg is Where my girls at Wild girls at the zoo Concrete jungle that be my hood Dude
[Hook:
all over your tea party, I'm awesome
I'm never missin' I'll keep shottin'
When there's aunts in the area, take my shirt off, I'm peacockin'
Dude
trying to ignite
Sparks blunt yea but I ain't bout no lit life
Keepin' it nipped and tucked like a rich white house wife
Went wrong got right held down
can take
Natives the friendliest
Genuine when we speak
Dudes be hollin' like wazaam
Followed by yaheardmeh
We be asking how ya doin
Followed by
Back to the regular life when sun was still so bright we chillin' no fight
Got my homies like side by side we ain't even need a whip we just pull up with
rey
Why you day copy my flow
See as we dey flow
We dey shayo dey go
You be wey rey
You be aii
You be wey rey
Every body oya
The party is getting hotter
Beep
...Now if this records is being played a a club, disco, lounge, house
Basement, or block party, car stereo, stoop, or at any other social
...Now if this records is being played a a club, disco, lounge, house
basement, or block party, car stereo, stoop, or at any other social
gathering, we
at?
Shouts out to Jay Ant
Lookin' for the party girls, let me know where they at
Skinny rich girls always askin' where the yay at
Throw a house
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
Got the drinks and the ladies and the party ice
And by kick it we mean hanging out, dude
I'm not kicking something with my foot
We're rolling with
She's sexy like Bugatti
Foreign like a Bugatti
All girls and guys they wan't it
Get approached by everybody
That girl's the life of the party
All
But everybody poops
Know it's a house party but I'm mobbin' on the roof
With my dudes
Who I'm loving unconditional
How come when I nut she go
ain't shit
Almost was played by my main bitch
Over, she tried to pull 1 on quick
I'm paperchasing, trying to get rich
On a 68 tour with my clique
She hit
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