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(Is that-) (Is that Ferg?) Yea, yea, yo Yo Yea, yo Yea, yea, yo Step in, Hop out a big body benz, with my wrist up and flooded, my neck up in gold I'm throwing up money, they snatchin my dough Rock Balenci tote and I'm snatching yo hoe She look in my eyes like she wanna come ov' Hit her from the back and she out of control I cannot care bout' a hoe, if that bitch she stressing me I gotta go New glock with extensions now he hiding hoe Yo bitch in my mentions, go find a new hoe All black out in public, bitch im lying low Now your bitch cry cause you couldn't go lay low Ferg f*ck it up got shootas on payroll Moolah, guap, don't touch my queso End up on the wrong side of Ferg that's painful I'm with yo bitch we watch the rainfall You was talkin shit, got hit, bitch get what you paid for Inna space coupe, watch your body drop Shawty gon' suck on the dick till the jaw lock Poppin' a perc and I pop it like a cough drop K2 inna scat, and I swerve inna drop top 300 got a mac, TB got a hot glock Got a pound last week, sold it all, hot pot Usually i'm late, 'less it's money bitch I'm on the dot She wanna date and she suck me up on the spot I made a band in a day and I bought a watch I know you not like me cause I could not love a thot... or get a bitch anything No Balenciaga or Prada, not even a dollar, no I don't get bitches no wedding ring Red in my cup, yo man sippin on pints of the hennessy No he can't find his hoe I've been smokin on pot, fuckin his thot, she said that shit better with gotta go Baby you know you my gotta go hoe No you ain't gotta leave, baby no you my favorite hoe Baby come here and huh, baby come here and forget bout ur mans he ain't gotta know I cannot believe this hoe, said she could take it Fuckin her once and she screamin, Yea Yo Yo Yo, yo Yea, yea, yo