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And that's all people wanna see truthfully Don't stop it Bad, just keep it runnin' And just ride with a nigga like Just fly with a nigga like Just vibe with a nigga like Uh, uh, one-two Show you what this do, yo It's been a minute since they seen a style with no gimmicks Clouds is they limits 'cause we in 'em Eyes low, squinted, more L's but we winning Acting like it's hard to find women when I'm in these hard-to-find linens Remember those days, it was hard to find a living But now we got ends, and it's only the beginning Big pimpin', fooling dimes, rob 'em for they innocence Cake like Entenmann's, flow sweet like cinnamon He a child, but they treat him like a bigger man 'Cause when the pen in his hand, they big 'em up like he Jigga man Know you see him in the mirror fam The ones who say you ain't hot, but your biggest fan like, "Nigga, damn" Before he got popular, he been the man With your chick in the cam Rolling through an Instagram Got a whiff of grands, now everybody say they distant fam Know the haters too jelly, but fuck it though, it's the jam It's the fuckin' jam Sorry I kept y'all waiting 1999, 'til forever The era, no better Nothing more, nothing less Progress
Writer(s): Jo-vaughn Virginie, Che Jessamy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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