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U.O.E.N.O it Po high class niggas This shit sound crazy Fly shit only You know what I'm sayin'? This a thousand-dollar pair of shoes and U.O.E.N.O it This a thousand-dollar cup of lean and U.O.E.N.O it This a half a million-dollar car, U.O.E.N.O it I came up from bottom, U.O.E.N.O it My niggas all ride with me on, U.O.E.N.O it Got killers with me right now, U.O.E.N.O it This a million-dollar watch nigga, U.O.E.N.O it Got a million-dollar crib nigga, U.O.E.N.O it Ay, that monster truck, sit tall as fuck, it's so big can't even tow it Don't like snakes keep my grass cut, so low can't even mow it Sip Dom Peri', little high glow, no no we don't do Moet If it ain't P.J., no Rose from me hostess don't even pour it Specks on Tom Ford, button-down Michael Kors Always on like the refrigerator, I'm plugged in, hoe, you know it A.P. and that Piguet, wear the Breitling when I'm bored Got a Masterpiece and a 41-millimeter, and y'ain't even know it Keep the .45 in my pocket, ain't gon' show it 'til I have to pop it Then you gon know it, damn, who shot you? They don't even know it Hawks game fuckin' floor it, TV seat front row it Rocko Da Don CEO it, ain't gotta rap and you know it This a thousand-dollar pair of shoes and U.O.E.N.O it This a thousand-dollar cup of lean and U.O.E.N.O it This a half a million-dollar car, U.O.E.N.O it I came up from bottom, U.O.E.N.O it My niggas all ride with me on, U.O.E.N.O it Got killers with me right now, U.O.E.N.O it This a million-dollar watch nigga, U.O.E.N.O it Got a million-dollar crib nigga, U.O.E.N.O it That nigga sold you that re-rock, y'ain't even know it I'd die over these Reeboks, y'ain't even know it Put Molly all in her champagne, she ain't even know it I took her home and I enjoyed that, she ain't even know it Got a hundred acres I live on, y'ain't even know it Got a hundred rounds in this AR, y'ain't even know it Got a bag of bitches I play with, on cloud 9 in my spaceship Zoned out but he stay fresh from Zone 1 through Zone 6 Bricks all in my blood, birds all in my dreams Boats all in my yard, lemon pepper my wings I'm 'bout to get you fuck niggas wacked, y'ain't even know it Your main nigga bout to turn his back, y'ain't even know it This a thousand-dollar pair of shoes and U.O.E.N.O it This a thousand-dollar cup of lean and U.O.E.N.O it This a half a million-dollar car, U.O.E.N.O it I came up from bottom, U.O.E.N.O it My niggas all ride with me on, U.O.E.N.O it Got killers with me right now, U.O.E.N.O it This a million-dollar watch nigga, U.O.E.N.O it Got a million-dollar crib nigga, U.O.E.N.O it We turned up every day, you don't even know it Got your bitch with me right now, you don't even know it We turn up in the club, you don't even know it Got a hundred bottles comin', you don't even know it We came up from nothin', you don't even know it Drive a half a million-dollar car, you don't even know it This a thousand-dollar pair of shoes, you don't even know it Got a bitch that speak no English, she don't even know it This a thousand-dollar pair of shoes and U.O.E.N.O it This a thousand-dollar cup of lean and U.O.E.N.O it This a half a million-dollar car, U.O.E.N.O it I came up from bottom, U.O.E.N.O it My niggas all ride with me on, U.O.E.N.O it Got killers with me right now, U.O.E.N.O it This a million-dollar watch nigga, U.O.E.N.O it Got a million-dollar crib nigga, U.O.E.N.O it
Writer(s): William Leonard Roberts, Nayvadius Wilburn, Rodney R. Jr. Hill, Markus Alandrus Randle Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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