| Prince of divine, y’all call me royal highness
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| Ride through your town, blinging off my solid
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| Woman with veils pouring out my ginger ale
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| I don’t do drugs, never did fishscale
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| Lamborghini, I see it shipping out of Israel
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| Camels walk through the dust, I don’t feel the wind
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| Money is nothing, a I spend
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| Buy the wig, which one you want, the China wig
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| Mascara and MAC, your butt is getting kind of big
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| I go in your house, you drop your bra where you live
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| You show me your life, your bald-headed little kids
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| Text the ahk', leave your panties in the Maybach
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| Get with your green and blonde hair, I’m coming with the gray fox
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| Six thousand, six hundred for the counter
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| Imagine the cold
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| Imagine the cold x6
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| Ali wiggle to the top, Ali wiggle to the bottom
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| She wearing them panties, baby, you don’t got to
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| Let me hold them, finger inside lotto
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| A smooth model, aces in the green bottle
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| We slam the car door, you like the taste of avocado
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| They call me Paris, London, New York
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| I like to ease inside when you move your shorts
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| You got my name on your breast, ask Kanye
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| I must twinkle the west
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| Another man came up the street
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| And he said to me
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| Ali Baba
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| Ali Baba
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| Ali Baba x4
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| Ali x12
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| Ali Baba
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| Hello, this is Ali Baba
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| Ali Baba, Ali Baba |