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Aye Bitch, ah Back like I've never left, ah Jaycrew on the beat I know your nigga mad, 'cause I make it look so easy He couldn't be me if he wanted to, I know that hurt his spirit Ol' broke boy in the house with all his piggies I'm the big bad wolf out here, standing on my business (Sorry, I was asleep, my bad) Bitch must've thought that I was stupid, wrong Lucifer keep tryna talk to me, I'm feeling gone I can tell the way these people starting to feel to my songs Bitch, I just started dropping, I'm not even in my zone Call Twin, tell 'em all we do is win I just called up Twin, tell 'em we so fucking rich We not a washer, bitch, we don't worry 'bout no spin Bitch, my team more like the bank, we just want them blue strips In advance, all these racks, ah, it gon' make her dance Yeah, you see the cartiers, come and take a glance Once my money started coming in, I fell in love with cash Itching for these, ah-ah-ah-ah, I got a fucking rash Flash out, bitch, I threw my cash out They wasn't with me when I was broke, them bitches fanned out Now I got this money, now they all got the plan now Nah, it's too late, pussy boy, I got racks now Bitch, it's up, we so lit All these bitches wan' come get a flick, ah My pockets so damn thick The whole gang fucking rich I know your nigga mad, 'cause I make it look so easy He couldn't be me if he wanted to, I know that hurt his spirit Ol' broke boy in the house with all his piggies I'm the big bad wolf out here, standing on my business
Writer(s): Eli Reynolds Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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