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An ends to a goal and in to own
A midnight zone and I'm so stoned
I'm at my mind, I'm on my own
I'm on my grind, I'm on my flow
I hope you feel me, I'm the chick
And on the real man I'm that bitch
I pop that pill, I pop that flip
I smoke that kill, I'm off that pip
I just wanna get it, brother we can get it
Anybody with it? Say you wanna feel it
About to show you niggas that we the realest
Yea, they wanna hate but baby you know we do business
All the real niggas feel us, you know we the illest
Know you from the ghetto when you talkin' with the killas
Put me on the track and you know I'mma get it
Better take ‘em to the back cuz I'll be gone for a minute
But I'm back on deck, I'm back on set
And nigga you prefer to drop the stacks on that
The rack's on deck, the pack's on deck
And if you wanna get it, got the max on deck
And I stay young up in this bitch
I brought my guns up in this bitch
You'd better come around when you lay your bitch down
Cuz we act a clown up in this bitch
Cuz I stay
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I'm clownin', I'm clownin', I'm clownin' on yo bitch ass
And if you wanna start I get the poundin' on yo bitch ass
White socks, hat on, hold black, dropped out
We on the purple bottle, hell we opened the black out
I don't need no punch line, I am on my club shit
Throw a couple bottles, I am on that thug shit
Shawnna said go ‘gain, go ‘gain, go ‘gain
I got my money harbored like the shark you got loanings
Hold my rocka flocka shit, pop you like oh let's do it
I'd get your ass a free beat, no less lugga
I don't think they got that, you should all rewind that
Hell streets baby, ain't no need for me rewind that
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Bitch I'm clownin' and y'all can't even fuck with me
Your girls throw it on the ground and I went down, I got my doctor's fee
Feel you motherfuckers like a heart in the bank
Got a lot of bitches over looking hard but they ain't
I'm a real boss bitch, get the shit tossed quick
If you're lookin' for the dough, you're lookin' for the chain gun
I'm swaggin', I'm swaggin', you hoes don't understand me
Yeas, I'm wearin' 2 lipsticks, got some nice lil hips
Like a stripper puts a diamond in my panties
I'm raw, yea, I'm cold, this shit you niggas be about a nigga that's old
Got a lot of money but that shit don't fold
Ciroc bury holes, the bitch I'm threw
I go loco on that beat, I mean this a crazy track
Gotta go for a minute but I'm right back in it
Try to make me a winner so bitch I'm back
And I'm a ruthless motherfucker, Mr. ShootThisMotherfucker
When you see me out in traffic, bitch salute this motherfucker
Cuz I'm clownin'
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