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I'm the boss of the My is to go get it You getting money in the city, I make yo business my I got on the doe I call it Dennis the You goin get with a smile, and get send straight to the dentist Put them on the candy I call it quenchin the thirst Pop my car in your driveway, you'll think I ya desert Think I cooked up fruit the way the orange is burnt I'm talking bout my Excursion my done already turnt That means I got on it just call me when y'all want it I turn on that Navigation then enter in my Sound like old Koopa, but look how that boy thrown it mean it already throwed if you see that I'm on it Look at the lot I own it, and under I bury ya Got a coffin delivery let me my carrier And I ain't heard of ya, my paper is thirtier A living room looking outta Gallery Furniture I will a murderer I don't worry with worriers I get and further ya plus my whip look perverted, huh Top taking off with that naked inserted her Sexy frame on the fender, try'na get my doe like a that I hurt you, you know the Beamer is purple The TV screens in the Beamer hit the scene like it's Urkel You gots to on falling but I'm a keep on ballin' The groupies like bill collectors cause they keep on calling With all these car-loving woman I feel 007 Can they just your car, shut the F up and go get em I em stiff as a denim, I decorate em fasho I'm a leave em as a doe, and lay em out like a flo Switch
I up on em with the rag top leaning Hit that button on the dash it close (till it close) The laws try'na pull my candy thang But my pistol hitting somewhere by the (by the flow) Oh, I'm getting that and you know it And I'll probably go and blow it on jewels (on some jewels) And you this is true but'cha got me confused I go broke I'm nothing like you
Styles Ay, stop talking bout you finna do You get the doe then go get the doe I'm a ball all the way till I'm And spend all my doe on mo Cause I'm way than you dudes And I'm way than you fools Yes the paint, yes the shoes I got a new whip I call it Blue's I'm the baddest rapper in the region Been the rapper out the forty-fo You wanna be the one to go toe-to-toe I slow ya roll and you know it bro Combo and I some doe You already know I converse And if a hater try'na my doe I'll break his face with my Converse Talk last and bomb first Like Makaveli I'm having power and fame cool but you get em all and you out a deli Don't ever beg I feel that is I wear J's I leave that to Nelly You even talk trash yet But I'll raise mind and I'm mad already