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Young Lloyd
Aye Holiday we got one
Zone 6 East Atlanta
Stand up
Aye baby you know I'm a raise this motherf**kin car cost
Don't spend nothing in my sh*t
I ain't makin this sh*t up ho I ain't Maybeline
I got some sh*t off in my cup that's gonna make ya lean
I told er cool it please don't make a scene
Cause I'm a fool with it this is every day for me
She want that fly sh*t fly sh*t fly sh*t
Expensive clothes and diamonds diamonds diamonds
Just remember you in my sh*t my sh*t my sh*t
If you don't like the rules then bye b**ch bye b**ch bye b**ch
Higher than a pilot fresher than a stylist
You a bad b**ch I'm a take you to a island
Agressive watch game yeah my diamonds real violent
If you a grown mane then why you actin all childish
Bought a new Bentley I don't even gotta drive it
Parked outside so I jumped inside it
Lights frog-eyed'd the seats cow hide'd
Probly just flying smoking kush with the pilot
Head so good that it keeps me smiling
Forgiato rims so I keep on sliding
So as a boss so I keep on diamonds
And Too Short told me to keep on rhyming
2 Pac taught me to keep on riding
Biggie Smalls says yo mama be cryin
Owe me money and you keep on lyin
I'm a grab my gun I'm a keep on firin
Ball so hard I can touch the sky
I can't even lie I don't wear levi's
Goon came in and you took up yo chain
F**k them niggas I'm a keep on mine
Your girl so fly and she gonna on wine
I ain't gonna tell you ni**a one time
Slide in with me you can come in free
Or you can stand and freeze in that long a** line
I ain't makin this sh*t up ho I ain't Maybeline
I got some sh*t off in my cup that's gonna make ya lean
I told er cool it please don't make a scene
Cause I'm a fool with it this is every day for me
She want that fly sh*t fly sh*t fly sh*t
Expensive clothes and diamonds diamonds diamonds
Just remember you in my sh*t my sh*t my sh*t
If you don't like the rules then bye b**ch bye b**ch bye b**ch
Riding down to crest and the Bentley Mulsanne
Little hand choppa and the big w**d bong
Born by myself I don't need no one
If you don't got no enemies make you some
Sometime money can make you dumb
Run it on yo head better get yo gun
Broke a** ni**a can't even make bond
I don't trust that b**ch money make er cum
Flyin to the ni**a tryna go to the prom
Smokin on kush like f**k my lungs
None of these hoes can't meet my mom
At the end of the day you want a son call son
Love as like I don't so I feel like frontin
I ain't never ever had so much fun
500$ gun and a million on jewels
And I wet yo a** up like you jumped in the pool
Feds wanna get me just like Ja Rule
Five bad b**ches that's deja-vu
Wutchu gonna do with them scraps on you
And kicks so fly got a birds eye view
Gucci 2 times 2 times times 2
All this money can't fit in these Tru's
This a T neck so my neck hurt too
But I pity the fool tryna try my crew
I ain't makin this sh*t up ho I ain't Maybeline
I got some sh*t off in my cup that's gonna make ya lean
I told er cool it please don't make a scene
Cause I'm a fool with it this is every day for me
She want that fly sh*t fly sh*t fly sh*t
Expensive clothes and diamonds diamonds diamonds
Just remember you in my sh*t my sh*t my sh*t
If you don't like the rules then bye b**ch bye b**ch bye b**ch