| There’s some niggas on the curb
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| That would bust your head
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| There’s some niggas on the curb
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| Really bout that bread
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| There’s some niggas on the curb
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| Really sold that blow
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| There’s some niggas on the curb
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| Really rode them hoes
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| The curb
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| There’s some niggas on the curb
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| That would bust your head
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| There’s some niggas on the curb
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| Really bout that bread
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| Ha, I’m back
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| But I ain’t love shit
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| In the stash house I left bricks
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| In the stash house I left cash
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| And on that track shit I left ass
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| Nigga get your bandz up
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| 'Cause them bandz will make her dance
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| And the bandz is in my pants
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| And I fuck with a bitch from France
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| She got an air guitar
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| I got an argon wall
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| Got them bricks, holks
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| ATL baby, I’m a player baby
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| And you know your hair gotta longer than mine
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| And you know that you gotta be super fine
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| Do your dance on that dick
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| I strike a pose take a pic
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| There’s some niggas on the curb
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| That would bust your head
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| There’s some niggas on the curb
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| Really bout that bread
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| There’s some niggas on the curb
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| Really sold that blow
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| There’s some niggas on the curb
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| Really rode them hoes
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| The curb
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| There’s some niggas on the curb
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| That would bust your head
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| There’s some niggas on the curb
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| Really bout that bread
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| I’m about that bread, I’m about that bread
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| Woke up in the morning with your bitch in my bed
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| I ain’t scared but fuck the feds
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| Walk around the city with a brick in my pants
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| Ferarri horses talking bad
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| Them noobies this ain’t Mr. Edd
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| If I had long hair I shake my shivs
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| So many ways that a bitch could get scared
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| A million yoga underwear
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| To bust a couple I cop a pair
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| Necklace full of VVS’s
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| Damn that subject, first impression
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| I’m so cool but I got 3 rules
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| First no fair hoes in my shit
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| See when I fuck I use protection
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| You don’t like it get the stove
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| Many on the curb y’all nigga know the work
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| Put the pressure purp and the pound of purple
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| Put you a better boss so your man’s a worker
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| Hating I’m a kid don’t make it worse
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| Put a bunch of holes in a brand new vert
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| Bitch you know that I was swerving
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| Cell lights in the top of my dunk
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| Don’t let that bitch look like a turd
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| There’s some niggas on the curb
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| That would bust your head
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| There’s some niggas on the curb
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| Really bout that bread
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| There’s some niggas on the curb
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| Really sold that blow
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| There’s some niggas on the curb
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| Really rode them hoes
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| The curb
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| There’s some niggas on the curb
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| That would bust your head
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| There’s some niggas on the curb
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| Really bout that bread |