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Wet you up like I'm finna do the dash Bih, get out my way, I'm only worried 'bout the cash ('bout the cash) Still cold when I skrt up on the block (on the block) Move like 47 how we dealing with the opps Out like a light When I pop it, it ain't right Seeing stars up in the coup Bitches playing with my life Gotta a choppa with a beam All black, wetty fit Feel like Gunna way I pull up on the scene with the drip (with the drip) Wet you up like I'm finna do the dash (do the dash) Bih, get out my way I'm only worried 'bout the cash ('bout the cash) Still cold when I skrt up on the block (on the block) Move like 47 how we dealing with the opps (with the opps) Wet you up like I'm finna do the dash (do the dash) Bih, get out my way I'm only worried 'bout the cash ('bout the cash) Still cold when I skrt up on the block (on the block) Move like 47 how we dealing with the opps (with the opps) (The opps)
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