Tonart: G minor
Verse 1
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We back, we back,
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Mr. Fab, Fabby Davis, nigga
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Shawty on the beat, don't stop,
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yeah, uh -uh, it won't stop
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You know how we do, bae, uh -uh, uh -uh
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Look, dawg, it's not a game, man,
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it's not a game, dawg
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Look, look, I stay draped up, chipped out,
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pimped up, pimped out
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Ice on my chain, on my reign,
in my mouth
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Ninety -six is on my bus,
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got eighties on my Benz
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A hundred for my shirt,
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seven -eighty for my pants
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These ain't these, oh,
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now you know it when you see him,
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Bosses will be bosses,
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and the boss is what I is
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If it's happenin', never steppin',
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I stay in the latest an d the greatest,
niggas haters
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And I'm known everywhere,
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from Atlanta to Vegas
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I make moves like a choreographer
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Treat your missus like the
and get the story out of
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Tell me where you stayin',
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where you lay in', where you playin'
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Sayin' what you say but in a fake,
we don't play that
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Get in your box and clean it up like Ajax
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If you pimpin', pimpin', pimpin',
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pimpin', pimpin', say that
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we don't play that, bruh
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Don't come around here,
we don't play that, bruh
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Don't come around here,
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we don't play that, bruh
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I'ma keep it real, y play too much
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we don't play that, bruh
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Don't come around here,
we don't play that, bruh
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Don't come around here,
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we don't play that shit
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I'ma keep it real, y 'all play too much
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hit the strip in a Lambo
Open up the damn door,
then I let my hands go
That be the name I'm
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known in a lot of places
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I gotta keep a thang,
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cause some niggas they be hatin'
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I don't let it stop me,
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goin' movin' and groovin'
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Niggas do it big, yeah, just like Rubin
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Ridin' dirty like a millionaire,
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young black millionaire
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Slippin' in the building and myself,
I be feelin' gas
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Beatin' down the street
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like I was in a Batmobile
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Bout to kill for these geeks
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that be sick, actin' ill
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Check me out, I got clout,
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north to the east, west to the south
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I be on that paper route,
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tryna let that paper pound
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ridin' deep up the street
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Like my boys and the rich,
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Yeah, on the way to Briscoe,
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goin' down where we go
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everybody know that we go
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we don't play that bluff
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Don't come around here,
we don't play that bluff
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Don't come around here,
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we don't play that cut
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Man, I'ma keep it real,
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y 'all play too much
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we don't play that, bruh
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Don't come around here,
we don't play that, bruh
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Don't come around here,
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we don't play that, bruh
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Man, I'ma keep it real, y play too much
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I got a down payment of a house, of a house
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A California house, not a house now
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Stop playing with your boys, homie
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I do this for real, king
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But I do this for real
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you can think that it's a game
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With somebody but your brain
For a little bit of chance
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Miscaline and forever,
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we've been doing this forever
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Keep go ing, we will never,
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we gon' be here forever
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Keep blowing hits on
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when they gotta keep me paying
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Take my bank account, boy,
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see the money out of me
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I'm run ning shows last year,
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Selling songs on the radio
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So gotta get me out of Cali
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Yellow bus moment, I started that shit
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Now you're doing dumb on me,
that's the thanks I get
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I'ma brush you up, I'ma,
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Make a shout out, boy, I'ma,
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I'ma keep it real, we play that card
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Come around here,
we don't play that card
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we don't play that card
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I'ma keep it real, y play too much
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we don't play that card
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Come around here,
we don't play that card
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we don't play that card
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I'ma keep it real, y play too much
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You know what sayin',
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niggas out here playin',
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thinkin' it's a game,
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It's niggas out here eatin', man,
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gettin' a lot of Parmesan, man
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You know what I'm talkin' about,
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gettin' a lot of blue cheese, man
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Why you niggas just sittin' around here broke,
mopin' and hopin'?
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It's niggas out here makin' it crack, man
You know what I'm talkin' about,
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Draped up, chipped out, man,
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you know what we do, man
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Fabby David, Shanti,
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King of the Beach, man
A -ha -da -da -ya -da -da,
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shabu -bala -boopie
A -cha -ma -cha -cha -cha -cha -cha
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Yeah, nigga, what it be,
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yeah
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Outro 1
You
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F
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