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[Verse 1: Chris
Niggas wanna bang in the squad, don't wanna put the in
Say you want my money, scared of fame, murder then
See the chopper, bullets too big, you can see the doctor
Mask, can't identify the
But we you givin' up the confidential information
Say you got the cheese, you a rat, that's a fit
Niggas wanna hate on a slick money mitch
Love takin' pussy niggas and givie 'em the D
OHB, it ain't for me to buy a bitch
Real paper, I ain't never lie to bitches
Even niggas with them killers my ma religious
All my lickin' pussy with good intentions
Roll the dice, yeah 3, they my triplets
I ain't fuckin' with them lame hoes that suspicious
But I'm fuckin' with the hoe that look delicious
Nigga, they get sticky sticky, give bitch the business

Chris Brown]
Rollin' up the bud, yeah bitch a dog
Yeah, we the plug, smokin' all the drugs, 'bout to buy the club
Killin' all the pussy, nigga, get your up
All this ice up on my body, we the Ducks
Who got the Who givin' it up?
Got them shooters in the cut, say the word, we fuck the up
that money up, yeah, that bitch a dog
Fuckin' the plug, goin' up, we gon' fuck the party up

2: Young Blacc]
I'm up and they know that, poked up like Funk Flex
45 in 12 back and I'm posted up in that 4 hat
See this nigga, this rap, kill a nigga then go rap
Talkin' 'bout Draco, one phone call, that's a snatch
it to a nigga if you really want it
Bitch coppin' and appeals, hit me in the
Ha, a lyin' by theyself
I'm talkin' 'bout niggas who killin', dyin' by
You say we from the same hood, well I see hat
And I ain't never seen in a hoover hat
Ha, switchin' sides, you confused 'cause I'm
We all OG nigga, tell me what his is
Get your up lil nigga, I'm pushin' 4 place
It's still puttin' big on the interstate
No name, that's knock out, pea wanna Glock out
Niggas need a pass the niggas, this my house

Chris Brown]
Rollin' up the bud, that bitch a dog
Yeah, we know the plug, smokin' all the drugs, 'bout to buy the
all the pussy, nigga, get your bodies up
All ice up on my body, we the Mighty Ducks
Who got the Who givin' it up?
Got them shooters in the cut, say the word, we the party up
Throw money up, yeah, that bitch a dog
Fuckin' with the plug, goin' up, we gon' the party up

3: Young Lo]
Yeah, my whole team supreme, up in the crack 80's
got the plug on it, get your 4 in the baby
Out the mud, bustin' drugs with my Hoody Baby
Drop the ice in the pot, now it's back to 'cedes
See I'm all about the check, reppin' Tex
Still rep the sex, mile high, Luigi on the jet
50 in these Balmains, this a from the lanes
Yeah, I'm geeked up, mixin' up the mollys with the
And I'm stingy the Act, keep the red from my bitches
We pop a half a Perc, I'm on that, even on a Skittle
And the tongue work, play that pussy like a fiddle
Bet you I can make you squirt, your face all in the pillow

[Hook: Brown]
Rollin' up the bud, yeah bitch a dog
Yeah, we know the plug, smokin' all the drugs, to buy the club
all the pussy, nigga, get your bodies up
All ice up on my body, we the Mighty Ducks
Who got the Who givin' it up?
Got them shooters in the cut, say the word, we the party up
Throw money up, yeah, that bitch a dog
with the plug, goin' up, we gon' fuck the party up