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Just thank the Lord, say (ooh) Had to keep my guap safe (ooh), since I had my space (yeah) Yeah, I been a- ooh (ooh) Yeah, I been on top, aye (yeah) that boy blocked, bae (oh, oh) You got opps, ain't you? (Oh) No, we ain't all angels (damn), we got that Palm Angels (yeah) I got game, Saints Row (woah-oh) E.T., I go outer space, just go back home I'm out of this world, out-of-body experience Aye, say I'm living too fast and furious Yeah, ain't no holding back Nigga talk, now you still hold on to that (why?) Nigga like me (me), hold a hundred damn racks (damn) I just get my guap (yeah), yeah I hold on that (damn) How it feel, yeah, to hold a hundred damn racks (they don't know) How it feel, yeah, to hold a hundred damn racks (you don't know) On my shoulder, yeah (pads) Damn, it feel like I got on shoulder-pads (yeah) Damn, it feel like I got on shoulder, aye (yeah) Fuck that bitch, she cryin' on your shoulder, yeah (wah-wah-wah) 'Cause she know now, that it's over, yeah (yeah) Damn, I thought I, damn, I thought I told you, yeah (yeah) Running up the bag, watch my Achilles Bitch I got the glide when I walk like the Heely's, aye Bitch I got the ties in New York, you in Philly, aye We ain't had no ride, had to walk, do you feel me? (Feel me) Yeah, these niggas don't know me like they think they do (oh, no) I'm getting this guap But that don't mean I won't say somethin' to you (shh) I'm gettin' this guap But I ain't got much time, yeah, to talk to you When you gettin' the guap They just really wanna find time to talk to you (shh) Aye, aye, hey, say my prayers, hey, round up the days, hey I'm prepared, hey, for anything, hey, come my way, hey Yeah, yeah, say my prayers, wait Just thank the Lord, say (ooh) Had to keep my guap safe (ooh), since I had my space (yeah) Yeah, I been a- ooh (ooh) Yeah, I been on top, aye (yeah) that boy blocked, bae (oh, oh) You got opps, ain't you? (Oh) No, we ain't all angels (damn), we got that Palm Angels (yeah) I got game, Saints Row (woah-oh) E.T., I go outer space, just go back home I'm out of this world, out-of-body experience Aye, say I'm living too fast and furious Na, na, na, na Na, na, na-na, na-na, na-na Na, na, na-na, na-na Sweet and nice Sweet and nice Sweet and nice Now put upon ends Give me woman a-sweet at night Next track
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