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LowTheGreat Cállate, Mike Crook (Mike Crook) Ay, ay, ay Choppa make a nigga do the runnin' man Nigga want a feature, that's a couple bands Told her I ain't worried 'bout her other man I do what I want, he do what he can Yeah, I do what I want, he do what he can Yeah, I do what I want, he do what he can (uh, look) When we pull e'rybody know who we are Hold up, I got the Glocky in these G-Stars Poppin' pillies got me feelin' like an E-tard So sick, somebody take me to the ER Young sick nigga, young Crip nigga I was broke back then, now I'm rich, nigga Fuck a bitch, nigga, hit a lick, nigga And if we get caught, make sure you don't snitch, nigga Bad lil' bitch give me toppy (give me toppy) And I met her at my hotel lobby Gucci shirt, but the shades by Versace (by Versace) Niggas want beef, we gon' cook it like hibachi Wake up in the mornin', gotta count my blessings I remember locked up, nigga, I was stressin' Now I'm ridin' through the section clutchin' on a weapon Niggas ain't talkin' money, niggas got poor connection (poor connection) Choppa make a nigga do the runnin' man Nigga want a feature, that's a couple bands Told her I ain't worried 'bout her other man I do what I want, he do what he can Yeah, I do what I want, he do what he can Yeah, I do what I want, he do what he can I do what I want, he do what he can afford Nigga think he winnin', tell this nigga check the score I'm only in my city 'cause I'm waitin' on a tour Ain't tryna type it out, we take the problem to your door Me and $tupid Young goin' stupid dumb And we'll cook a nigga like hibachi Roxys, I just sold a hunnid out the lobby Poppin', your bitch wanna fuck me 'cause I'm poppin' If a nigga want a feature, tell him eight racks This a big choppa, push a nigga face back I ain't even really rappin', I just state facts J-cat, pussy ass nigga with some face tats Nigga actin' like he fluent, catch a couple shots We in a different tax bracket, I ain't tryna box Young rich nigga, young pimp nigga Like some Cheetos, if we beefin', I'ma chip niggas Choppa make a nigga do the runnin' man Nigga want a feature, that's a couple bands Told her I ain't worried 'bout her other man I do what I want, he do what he can Yeah, I do what I want, he do what he can Yeah, I do what I want, he do what he can
Writer(s): Laurence O'keefe, Nell Benjamin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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