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Homie I speak for da streets

Scream for da ghetto

And holla for my folk

Die for my squad

Kill for my dough

My attitude is fuck bitches, fuck haters, fuck cops

My real father is a hoe

My attitude is fuck pops

I'm livin it up in a nice hard body truck

Truck drops and I'm a yung nigga

Ion even kno how to do da bus stop

But I got my money rite

When I hit tha club, make it a sunny night

See da fake flosers bum ballas

It's a funny sight

Watchin dudes run 4 dese hoes in dey chevy rite

Pull up next to 'em in a 500 bumpin betty wright

Keep my shyt spaghetti tight

Playboy, put da hood on dat

We buy sportscars and put da fuckin hood on dat

My bank got to high to sit on so I stood on dat

Any place u get capped cause I could on dat

Moet me I'm good on dat

Ya bitch lookin at me I should bone it

Y'all niggas kno where da fuckin dawn at





Weezy Wee holla at me

Weezy Wee holla at me

Weezy Wee

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S-Q-A-D S-H-I-T

Dats where I represent till I die

Muthafucka bust one in eye

Flip pies

I used to do dat shit in like '95

But I'm a switch it up to '99

2000, 2001

I ride cars dats 2000 and fun

U kno da muthafukin whip be cruisin

On shit 22s and hoes be loosin dey mind

Boy