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Listen
Homie I speak for da streets
Scream for da ghetto
And holla for my folk
Die for my squad
Kill for my dough
My attitude is fuck bitches, fuck haters, fuck cops
My real father is a hoe
My attitude is fuck pops
I'm livin it up in a nice hard body truck
Truck drops and I'm a yung nigga
Ion even kno how to do da bus stop
But I got my money rite
When I hit tha club, make it a sunny night
See da fake flosers bum ballas
It's a funny sight
Watchin dudes run 4 dese hoes in dey chevy rite
Pull up next to 'em in a 500 bumpin betty wright
Keep my shyt spaghetti tight
Playboy, put da hood on dat
We buy sportscars and put da fuckin hood on dat
My bank got to high to sit on so I stood on dat
Any place u get capped cause I could on dat
Moet me I'm good on dat
Ya bitch lookin at me I should bone it
Y'all niggas kno where da fuckin dawn at


Weezy Wee holla at me
Weezy Wee holla at me
Weezy Wee
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S-Q-A-D S-H-I-T
Dats where I represent till I die
Muthafucka bust one in eye
Flip pies
I used to do dat shit in like '95
But I'm a switch it up to '99
2000, 2001
I ride cars dats 2000 and fun
U kno da muthafukin whip be cruisin
On shit 22s and hoes be loosin dey mind
Boy