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Quit flexin' all that money, that's that five inch a lay 
Countin' all that tax money, makin' minimum wage 
Your dad think he sick, I tell him take a look at this 
I got thirty in this bitch, I let thirty out this rip 
Tell all your friends, let's make amends, let's get closer 
Black new color color Benz, it look toasted 
Sittin' on thirties, hittin' forty, bitch, I'm coastin' (Skrrt) 
Sittin' on thirties, hittin' forty, bitch, I'm rollin' 
Forty on the dash, I stay prayin' for these suckers 
I never been a fuck nigga, that's why I ain't fuck with you 
What, nigga? I'll knuckle up and do my thug thizzle 
(What, nigga? I'll knuckle up and do my thug thizzle) 
Round of applause, I just met a broad, she's a pilot 
Don't tell me that you love me if you don't really love me 
Baby, I notice that's the way you feel 
When you wanna talk to me, speak proper 
Know I'm not your man, but I can be your partner 
You dishonest, you disloyal 
Tell me why would I fuck with you? 
If I know I fuck with you, I'm stuck with you 
And I can't wait to see you 
And I, I, and I 
It's the truth, wouldn't wanna lie to you 
You ain't the one for me 
I ain't the one for you 
Say all you gotta do, baby
You don't need no crew, baby
We can have a few, baby
Slide-'lide-'lide-'lide-'lide
She don't wanna fuck with you, pickle dick, you the middleman
She just caught me walkin', flick my wrist, I think I caught her eye
(Like that)