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Aye Yo Don You Ready? They Been Waiting Mane You Gang Now Nigga! Ima Kill It Whole Mouth Full Of Diamonds Flashing Lights Like Vegas Only Fuck With Baby Cuz Her Head Game The Greatest Seven Days A Week Seven Nights I Stay Faded Hit The Gang Up Just To Tell Them That We Made It That's Right Nigga We Made It We Made It We Made It We Made It Hit The Gang Up Just To Tell Them That We Made It If I send the word that means my voice is in the streets Just circled every seven got these lames feein weak Let me howl to the moon soft as cotton you a sheep This that LA Times hanging from my wall g Area codes I got hoes on Wall Street Best selling author Amazoned the blank sheets Diamonds when I speak in between my gold teeth She my number one feature all I do is trick or treat Make her say uhhh I mastered pushing ps You some begging ass niggas on your knees or catching pleas This that fresh from the ether imma star my cream gleam They swear imma illuminated cuz I woke up inner gs Whole Mouth Full Of Diamonds Flashing Lights Like Vegas Only Fuck With Baby Cuz Her Head Game The Greatest Seven Days A Week Seven Nights I Stay Faded Hit The Gang Up Just To Tell Them That We Made It That's Right Nigga We Made It We Made It We Made It We Made It Hit The Gang Up Just To Tell Them That We Made It Row row row ya boat a mason shooting beams I'm balling life's a sport rated x I'm too extreme Dreams come true all I ever did was dream This that real Winky Wright goat talks on jet streams So when they ask what I'm smoking I tell 'em self esteem It only cost time never money that's free Money over bitches written in the legacy Everytime I speak in tongues oh god then she's leaks Get your bitch out the kitchen cuz she stayin in heat Pop lock it drop it she a north county freak She said my search was over always get what you seek Now you see me now you don't in the matrix playing hide n seek Whole Mouth Full Of Diamonds Flashing Lights Like Vegas Only Fuck With Baby Cuz Her Head Game The Greatest Seven Days A Week Seven Nights I Stay Faded Hit The Gang Up Just To Tell Them That We Made It That's Right Nigga We Made It We Made It We Made It We Made It Hit The Gang Up Just To Tell Them That We Made It It's Don
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