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Whole lot of nothing Bracking down and it ain't kind of stunting But without I still had you Everything God need to get through Yeah, no precept though When the bad taste . my ego, It's like I'm coming home, sipping something strong with my euro And I don't even smoke Soon I have much never really matter much We from the same club matching is the pattern Probably get it, not even know how to handle it, I met the bottom and just swopped my hands on it, Crab in the barrel, twisting up with grown butter Grab and . killing em in all color The fans to prepare the shoes do it all summer, . to show, fight me next to my diploma, Uh, it ain't shit to me, because Some winds are in the victories And eve though I use all the doughs, A whole lot of nothing if I lose my soul so Oh oh oh I give you something to see Is he f*cking with me? With every beat and never matter too much to me. A bank account with an insane amount He never really matter too much to me I take you out, take the best take house, He never really matter too much to me Travel pants and passports stamps But he never really matter too much to me, huh If he was up to me? We've ben taka taka takataka Shit, this shit sound like quick got the jazz fast With the zip of your mass but . I'm around and big alcoholic, can't call it We above with the lit tortures Came as a queen with the recipe, same over better beat Drive west standy and the man's don't pepper see Never mind who is tackle in, you're doing the doggy I'm 'bout to do the dog . Big house, hot wife, I'm the author in the basement, nice I won't be caught up in the . shit high, I don't need it all dough and the mike Ain't nothing in my sprite but the . Aint' nothing in my chain ain't even . Maybe one day in the navy Mercedes, But let's talk today, please Oh oh oh I give you something to see, I see Is he f*cking with me? With every beat and never matter too much to me. HD on the big screen, it never really matter too much to me Four seats with the mix team, It never really matter too much to me And a Rolex with no ticking, It never really matter too much to me Yeah yeah If it was up to me, We've ben taka taka takataka I kiss the girl in the mirror soon as I wake up, no make up Time to get out and get my cake up, He's tryin . over vanity fair, I ain't got no right just the pairs I wear, But I remember, I remember when I remember when I . and tryin to hustle up on ten Writing on the F10, many try to explain Why I gotta be he's next man? He said excuse me little cutie, I know it aint' your duty But I couldn't help to notice that your breakfast kind of fruity You probably by his same kind of gum, Damn, I was dumb, but f*ck you shawty tell me where you're from 'cause I ain't even rocking with the wallet, full of profit, I never gossip and I promise to be honest We can be free pretty little MC, Took his hand and I said it's alright with me, you see Oh oh oh I give you something to see, I see Is he f*cking with me? With every beat, it never matter too much to me. Red bottoms and design to bags, He never really matter too much to me VIP in the club all . It never really matter too much to me Big rocks with the icy swags, It never really matter too much to me If he was up to me, We've ben taka taka takataka You know what I'm saying? Rock souls bitches Cop motherf*cker now.
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