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[feat. K'LA] I have all the swag, body bag Life's a fucking party, I'm wasted, someone call a cab Stumbling to the car but they keep asking for autograph I'm going home with girls, girls, girls, yeah, all of that Tell me is it the fame or the money? Either way this people all think there must be something about me stunning Ah, everythang, I'm juiced up, I know the truth stuff Cause everything I do's just actually too much For y'all niggas Oh yeah and I'm awesome over all niggas Motherfucking dimes, I can't see you small niggas So pardon me, please, I don't mean to brag But I just spent 40000 yen on these jeans I have on baby Oh yeah baby, money long baby, You just [?] your makeup on the waistline of my draws I mean oh you can be the inspiration for my next song Just motherfucking do with me, and [?] give me johns I'm the bomb dot com, shout out to my moms When I long time coming, and we still going strong We win it, can't let up Cause once these clowns forget us Is gonna take a lifetime trying to make us unforget us So I'm gonna represent us, from start and to the finish I work hard to pay off, ball I gets to play off Letras de cancionesYou used to ball too, until you got laid out Back in 95's damn I been that chaos Life's about lessons, sit back and watch me teach Like a game of badminton, I'm so out of reach I'm at the finish line, give my winning speech It goes, mhmhm, mhm, But all y'all said I couldn't do it I hope every time you grab a [?] forced to hear my music You're so cubic, I'm so coolest Got your girlfriend playing nudes I'm, with no script, but I don't trip Trust me I give a [?] like a wrist [?] to cast no lady and the tramp [?] until I learnt to deal I was taught to stay positive But always keep it positive and I do I do, I do, I do, I do, I do Oh, oh, I do, I do, I do, I do I was taught to always keep it real it and I do And I do, and I do, and I do, and I do, and I do I was taught to always keep it real it and I do And I do, and I do, and I do, and I do, and I do Stumble in the elevator, drifting down the highway Drug [?] all my numbers, don't know who the fuck is calling Feeling extra reckless I could probably use some counseling It's a party at the condo, I don't really feel like talking Feel like killing the party and [?] And pissing off all the bitches who wish that they could afford [?] See I don't brag a lot, cause when you have a lot, You don't [?] you just laugh a lot you just walk it out [?] don't know what I'm talking bout Do you? Cause I do The best [?] the best of friends And the niggas that ride for me will put to sleep the best of me And stay in your place, pass the ace, and put a smile back on your face Cause it's a blessing to be next, To the best [?] bitch up in this place [?] I do this shit [?] While [?] I rap that thing and [?] And if you ask my haters probably tell you I'm a super bitch [?] cause I do it so right, and I do it so right And I do I just like I said I would Cause I do, I do, I do, I do, I do, I do I do, I do, I do, I do, I do, I do I was taught to always keep it real it and I do And I do, and I do, and I do, and I do, and I do I was taught to always keep it real it and I do And I do, and I do, and I do, and I do, and I do. From Letras Mania