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swagga in place now let me get to it im badder that your nigga and the nigga's next to him I do me bitch, what are you doin teardrop tune got you bitches boo-huin wezzy f baby ga-ga goo-gooin and girl i swear if you start chewin im sueing yeah, and to the paper im gluin and my trunk aint big but big enough to fit you in have your people like where the hell you went they find your ass with everything but movement money talks and i speak it fluent and i keep them tools so don't be screwing around uptown in this bitch like always young money on the grind no off days young money got cheese like hog-heads now lay it down like MJG and bossy, yeah and im so hardbody, so im so hardbody watcha niggas wanna do? tha's a big difference from watcha gonna do spotlightin on you yeah
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my brothers only G's say you boys aint s*** same bad bitch tha u boys came wit same bad bitch tha u boys cant get I'll be god damned if they all aint hit [ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/fix-lyrics-lil-wayne.html ] take tha girl and straight spawl tha bitch u kno my nigga's yh i give them all tha bitch and drop her ass of and neva call tha bitch ya dig my brutha mack maine taught me tha i swear its like tha nigga wrote the game almanac dude how culd you even want her back? just in case i forget my name i made her get it on her back
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Hollygrove animal, come on try and tame me tell ya ma Im bad and tell ya grandma why Im dangerous tell ya boy he a pussy tell ya boy he a bitch I own em all, set, go runnin his shit im thuggin this bitch on some rockin roll shit need calamine lotion see my pockets swole bitch and they wonder why I sing in James Dommer outfits cuz all yall rappers aint talkin bout shit imma ball out bitch and boy I wish all yall assholes get off my dick pause New Orleans till I die second line second line tambourines in the sky

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