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Yea Its F-DUB nigga Yall know the crew Aye, aye, aye, look Twenty-four seven uh Maybe twenty-four eight Got a lot on my plate Trying hard to make a way Twenty-four seven uh Maybe twenty-four eight Got a lot on my plate Trying to make a mil today Twenty-four seven uh Maybe twenty-four eight Got a lot on my plate Trying hard to make a way Twenty-four seven uh Maybe twenty-four eight Got a lot on my plate Trying to make a mil today Yea I take a puff of the gas And then I pump on a gas I'm the life of the party I know you having a blast Now homie gone get yo cash You drinking gone lift ya glass You ain't gotta be educated To show you got class I like to travel and trip Might even battle then dip I got your Shorty in my hotel room She just wanna strip But then I showed her the mic She said she just wanna spit I put my POLE in that hoe And then she showed me some tricks I got my cup filled up I like my music loud I, I be feeling myself I'm bout to jump in the crowd No ain't no haters allowed You hating don't make a sound I've got some killers in here And all my niggas is wild Let's get this money, we hungry We stackin' chips every season Just respecting the code The renegade, I'm the reason Not taking nothing, from no one Give em' hell long as I'm breathing Keep kicking ass in the morning And taking names in the evening My nigga Twenty-four seven uh Maybe twenty-four eight Got a lot on my plate Trying hard to make a way Twenty-four seven uh Maybe twenty-four eight Got a lot on my plate Trying to make a mil today Twenty-four seven uh Maybe twenty-four eight Got a lot on my plate Trying hard to make a way Twenty-four seven uh Maybe twenty-four eight Got a lot on my plate Trying to make a mil today I, I, I, I'm just living in truth While y'all just living a lie I'm so F-L-Y You think I live in the sky No, ain't no need to be shy Girl, I'm one hell of a guy I'll set it off in this mutha brother You need to be wise I love my gun on my hip I love the Chrome on my whip I got my mind right, my money right And I'm making it flip So, when I go to the lab I'm coming back with a hit Like if I go to the trap I'm coming back with a brick I love my Queen hair nappy I love real booty and titties I take good care of the fam And I put on for my city So now you know we get busy F-DUB the clique and we lity I know some hustlers in here And all my niggas is with me Now let's get back to the paper Middle finger the haters As we strive for the highest Just show respect to the greatest Not taking nothing, from no one Give em' hell long as you're breathing Keep kicking ass in the morning And taking names in the evening My niggas Twenty-four seven uh Maybe twenty-four eight Got a lot on my plate Trying hard to make a way Twenty-four seven uh Maybe twenty-four eight Got a lot on my plate Trying to make a mil today Twenty-four seven uh Maybe twenty-four eight Got a lot on my plate Trying hard to make a way Twenty-four seven uh Maybe twenty-four eight Got a lot on my plate Trying to make a mil today Yea
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