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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Napoleon Sims
Napoleon Sims
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歌詞

Rich enough to have a Chaffeur, I whip the hellcat like it's stolen
All my jewelry came from Hutches' never spent a bag at Golden
Fuckin' his bitch up on the balcony in Miami in my Louis Loafers
Another **** want pressure behind his bitch and I don't even know her
I ain't no average ****, I'm havin' shit
Get a bag and make it disappear, a magic trick
My neck look just like a chandelier, it's glass in it
He say he gon' do some shit to bear, we laugh at him
I'm not arguin', I'm buyin' ****, my accountant say that's the wrong move
Gone and try again, I'm tellin' you ****, you got the wrong dude
My youngin' popped a **** up and went and made a song too
One foot out the streets, but I can't leave what I belong to, I'm glued ****
Gone and try yo luck and you gon' lose ****, I told you
I'm not goin' like no duck, I'm not a fool ****, I told you
I be by myself, don't wanna get cool with you, I told you
You can't fuck with me at all, I don't give a fuck who with you, I told you
Gone and try yo luck and you gon' lose ****, I told you
I'm not goin' like no duck, I'm not a fool ****, I told you
I be by myself, don't wanna get cool with you, I told you
You can't fuck with me at all, I don't give a fuck who with you, I told you
I told you, don't like to repeat myself, won't tell yo ass again
I ain't gon' tell you what you wanna hear, I tell you how it is
I was on the North with them guys, trappin', sharin' a bed
Choppa on me soon I close my eyes so they won't tap my head
They just roll past twice bro, watch that black Impala
Feds been watchin' our ass too, we took the straps to mama's
If I don't fuck the first two nights, I'm just gon' think you childish
Had disagreements with my mama, but I know she proud of me
Can't fit money in my wallet, put it in my Prada jeans
Can't be the only **** poppin', everybody gotta eat
It ain't only one **** poppin', everybody gotta heat
Tell my bitch that I got hoes, that way I ain't gotta cheat
Yeah, this shit for real, for real
That's my brother, do somethin' to him, you might get killed for real
She fuck with me, after what I did, that lil' bitch real for real
I need a jacket, when I put on this chain, might catch a chill for real
Gone and try yo luck and you gon' lose ****, I told you
I'm not goin' like no duck, I'm not a fool ****, I told you
I be by myself, don't wanna get cool with you, I told you
You can't fuck with me at all, I don't give a fuck who with you, I told you
Gone and try yo luck and you gon' lose ****, I told you
I'm not goin' like no duck, I'm not a fool ****, I told you
I be by myself, don't wanna get cool with you, I told you
You can't fuck with me at all, I don't give a fuck who with you, I told you
Written by: Napoleon Sims
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