| I like my bitches redbone, ass fat, Jell-O
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| Lightskin, yellow, iced out, hello
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| I’m the king of New York, Melo
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| Black hair by the Regis and Pello
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| Ask around, niggas know me
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| I’m a Europe boy, Ginóbili
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| I like my bitches redbone, ass fat, Jell-O
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| Lightskin, yellow, iced out, hello
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| I’m the king of New York, Melo
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| Black hair by the Regis and Pello
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| Ask around, niggas know me
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| I’m a Europe boy, Ginóbili
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| I been so gone, I like redbones
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| My type light skin, ass fat, Jell-O (Huh?)
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| But bitches be switchin' sides nowadays on the regular
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| I never respected it, money over bitches, I know that’s everything
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| Money over bitches, I know that’s hot
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| Rockin' VVS by Elliot wedding bands
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| I will never ever give her no wedding ring
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| .45 on my hip, I ain’t fightin' 'em
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| Chewin' on an Adderall like a vitamin
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| Niggas pockets be on E
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| Something they already know but I’m drivin' a T
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| They makin' up rumors and lies, okay, I’m sick and I’m tired
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| I’m mighty fatigued, none of my bitches be mine
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| They coulda been one of yours, but they out of your league
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| I’ma just call up Fatimah
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| Nah, that ain’t really her name, but she for the team
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| I get fly as a bitch like I looted up
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| All this money you talkin' ain’t new to us (Woo)
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| I’m the King of New York, and on God
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| If Pop was alive, it would’ve been two of us
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| I like my bitches redbone, ass fat, Jell-O
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| Lightskin, yellow, iced out, hello
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| I’m the king of New York, Melo
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| Black hair by the Regis and Pello
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| Ask around, niggas know me
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| I’m a Europe boy, Ginóbili
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| I like my bitches redbone, ass fat, Jell-O
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| Lightskin, yellow, iced out, hello
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| I’m the king of New York, Melo
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| Black hair by the Regis and Pello (Uh)
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| Ask around, niggas know me (Yeah)
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| I’m a Europe boy, Ginóbili (Look, look)
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| Pull up like Ace from the cleaners, ace en el fiends
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| Pop make a movie, sell out arenas
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| She off the white, talkin' Demi Lovato
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| All of my denims since Murder Bravado
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| AP Audemar wet, Aquafina
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| Hittin' like Ike, singin' like Tina
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| Dior on my body, sneakers got no creases
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| They limited, baby, tell me if you’ve seen 'em
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| My diamonds dancin', paint her face like Marilyn Manson (Marilyn Manson)
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| Then roll up that Woo, Runtz straight from Cali
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| Then get a plate from Sally’s
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| Quano blew his trial, they set him up
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| These niggas mad as fuck
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| You know what I rep, yeah, it’s tatted up
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| You ain’t get fucked, 'cause your ass ain’t fat enough (Nah)
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| If you talk crazy, get batted up, yeah
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| I like my bitches redbone, ass fat, Jell-O
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| Lightskin, yellow, iced out, hello
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| I’m the king of New York, Melo
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| Black hair by the Regis and Pello
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| Ask around, niggas know me
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| I’m a Europe boy, Ginóbili
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| I like my bitches redbone, ass fat, Jell-O
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| Lightskin, yellow, iced out, hello
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| I’m the king of New York, Melo
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| Black hair by the Regis and Pello
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| Ask around, niggas know me
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| I’m a Europe boy, Ginóbili |