Текст песни
Yeah
Ugh
How
the
fuck
does
he
do
it?
Blow
a
bag,
what
the
fuck
is
the
budget?
On
the
block
we
was
moving
them
rocks
One
to
five
like
I
play
for
the
Nuggets
State
to
state,
rental
car
like
it's
Avis
Plug
just
hit
said
he
droppin
the
latest
Took
some
L's
but
I
learned
from
the
losses
Now
the
drip
got
me
feeling
like
faucets
Leave
em
leaking
I
wet
up
the
streets
Throw
a
deuce
but
ain't
keeping
no
peace
All
my
hundreds
stay
blue
like
Mystique
Swerving
and
bending
the
corner
might
let
this
bitch
go
and
I
didn't
have
to
tweak
Feel
like
LiAngelo,
cause
all
of
my
brothers
is
ballin
huh
She
said
she
love
you
tho,
but
I'm
the
one
that
she
be
callin
huh
Facts!
Yeah
On
the
regular
This
ain't
no
regular
degular
She
got
the
fever
and
need
some
relief
and
word
to
the
streets
Lil
Cheeto
the
medicine
I
can't
shake
hands
with
a
nigga
I'm
better
than
Walk
in
your
club
make
it
rain,
I'm
the
weatherman
Louis
V
patches
this
shit
ain't
no
Letterman
I
been
the
shit
better
watch
what
you
step
in
FA-FA-FA-FA
They
hear
the
sound
when
I
spin
down
your
block
How
you
be
rocking
your
dead
homie
shirt
But
don't
make
the
chance
to
go
slide
on
his
opps?
Momma
was
sick
had
to
put
in
that
work
Made
this
shit
happen
ain't
punching
no
clock
Throwing
them
bows
when
I'm
whipping
the
slab
Candy
paint
purple,
I'm
pushing
the
wok
How
the
fuck
does
he
do
it?
Blow
a
bag,
what
the
fuck
is
the
budget?
On
the
block
we
was
moving
them
rocks
One
to
five
like
I
play
for
the
Nuggets
State
to
state,
rental
car
like
it's
Avis
Plug
just
hit
said
he
droppin
the
latest
Took
some
L's
but
I
learned
from
the
losses
Now
the
drip
got
me
feeling
like
faucets
Hop
in
my
chevy
my
windows
stay
tinted
Most
of
the
women
they
can
not
see
in
it
One
thing
I
do
no
play
bout
is
my
money
Stand
on
these
racks,
bitch
I
look
like
I'm
Wemby
Stand
on
my
racks
getting
taller
and
taller
I
might
hit
the
moon
if
a
nigga
keep
stacking
What
would
she
do
for
the
fever,
you
wouldn't
believe
her
She
poppin'
that
pussy
in
traffic
Make
it
a
problem,
we
get
em
for
real
Feel
like
I'm
Micheal
I
slide
on
my
opps
7200
is
all
that
I
know,
word
to
the
H
I
would
die
for
my
block
Move
like
a
reaper,
I
creep
thru
the
night
Chop
make
him
dance
like
he
caught
in
a
light
Cheeto
you
really
the
one
know
the
work
isn't
done
Like
they
singing
with
Brian
McKnight
One,
can
make
a
dream
come
true
Two,
just
wanna
be
with
you
Three,
you
know
it's
plain
to
see.
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