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I am not paying no motherfucking retail for Purple Label this

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Two white cups and I got that
Two dyke jawns but they straight
Redbox flow and I do not
Real G shit I don't use no
I got my I love hip hop
J Cole, Don Trip, Drake, Big
Nigga act we can get improv
on me that's a garlic knot
Tats out and my hair
Loud shit, noise
B.o.B., Got airplanes
Not one J got a pair or
Folarin bitch nigga in this ho
to them niggas who still f-ck with me at Interscope
My ambition to
is why I'm in this fo'
Women at my
This is oh so much getting votes
I make her kitten
This is why her mad
I just her bigger O's
He just get her bags
I'm an asshole, so what my bitches it?
I'm why she get
You why she buy the
The writer to write, dopest flower to quote it
I'm zonin; I'm in Seattle with Cheyenne and Tony
What up? My and them, All my niggas listening
I be one and done'ing hoes like at Michigan
Realest nigga told you that, Cloey love me more rap
Bitch I got Kobe game, bitch you got that Kobe rap
DMV we on the map, it's for these corny niggas
ambition go give this shit a coroner visit
There's no answer for it, rhetorical lyrics
Talking have mommas getting floral opinions
I'm on one, we on but she on E
She so fly, she so fine, but she so shy but I'm a don
No car key and I mean
Cause I show fur, no wax
My Moschino that fire, bet you never seen
Swear closet full of heat, bitch I never need a match
Undefeated, GS in a and my Leaders hat
of scenery, I'm Al Pacino Willy Beaman yeah
Turned into a and I got that from all this DC crap
Fuck yo bitch to The Weeknd, I ain't speaking bout that CD
But shout to that OVO, out to the whole T.O
YMCMB, MMG we run the globe
This the district where is fucking goons
And I seen some old beefs make a bunch of news
A neutral mover, truly cool with a of crews
keep a shooter, there's always one with something to prove
Nice for that war, trying to see my daughter
Keep in La Perla and don't you ask her what that tori cost
Always keep a dodie on on me, I ain't for that Maury
A 40 of that OE, Casey my homie
Out in LA Im fakin' hitting
This mine, it's Ricky, but shhh don't tell my bitches
I swear I my music, I truthfully hate this business
I swear it's this liquor is improving a lot of women
Intuitively and gifted, Too empty, is Lipton
Hallucinating from Rufilin, Who is is iller?
Nigga, I got that Dilla, Premo, Swizzy
Women front, get its cold
She play no games with me so I never get her Coach
I'm supposed to boast, lyrical overdose
Niggas George Foreman grillin', shit I spit that
She be sliding on the pole, slide down and roll my
White boys gon set the mood, yeah, that's word to & Oates
And it's f-ck everybody
I run the Summer, plan on sharing potties
Shoutout yo momma, that bitch is sorta fine
That bitch, a lot of face, she that emoticon
Got a of haters, but I got more to count
Mohammed got a mac, don't get your shoulder popped
I don't really know a lot, but I hope these know my heart
My Nomo be found in stores with a jersey only Nomo got
Konichiwa, chain and decent watch
If I'm getting geechy I can rock three on either block
DC maybe PG MMG shit do understand it
The team more powerful? Sasha and Malia family
Malia family, We the
I these bitches my seed, swear they don't need a nanny
Won't see me in the Phantom til a nigga see a