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Get yo' wave check Wave check, wave check (I'm drippin') Get yo' wave check Wave check, wave check (I'm drippin') Get yo' wave check Wave check, wave check (I'm drippin') Ain't slippin' in my pimpin' When I'm fuckin' with you bitches Slip and slide on you hoes If I have to I'll slip and slide on you hoes If I have to I'll slip and slide on you hoes If I have to Cause ain't no slippin' In my pimpin' When I'm fuckin' with you bitches (Ayeee) Money, cars, money, cars Money clothes Is all that I know Just bring me some more Bring me some hoes Bring in em' loads I'm mighty cold I'm slept on Ya'll just doze, funny how niggas Will act like they woke Ya'll just foes None of you niggas are really my woes (Whoa) what a reality check Most do it all for a verified check Rock a little Gucci with ya welfare check If we being honest I ain't well fed yet A seat at the table I can't be solo We all gotta eat Even if its for the low low Oh no, pro bono My days ain't sunny Without the shares You can't have wealth Without two pairs Of Louis' in your closet F*ck what you deposit Withdrawing without logic Gone keep you in projects I'm trying to be the flyest Nigga in the Islands Catch me on your newsfeed Nigga I be styling Young pretty thing And she rockin' my medallion Get yo' wave check Wave check, wave check (I'm drippin') Get yo' wave check Wave check, wave check (I'm drippin') Get yo' wave check Wave check, wave check (I'm drippin') Ain't slippin' in my pimpin' When I'm fuckin' with you bitches Slip and slide on you hoes If I have to I'll slip and slide on you hoes If I have to I'll slip and slide on you hoes If I have to Cause ain't no slippin' In my pimpin' When I'm fuckin' with you bitches (Ayeee) Coast to coast I wonder why niggas be doing the most Many will boast, then turn around Tell you they tryin' stay low Well nigga I'm Ghost That's automobile or even drug deal I need me a kill I'll do the time Nigga I'm Shyne behind these bars Look at Inf going off Everybody got the sauce But how is that possible When you ain't even got the grain with it all Skirt, skirt with the wheels Tell me how much it cost To sell ya' soul for gold and hoes And clothes, and fancy cars I, I, I want to ball I, I, I want it all Daydreaming Like the money trees, blew in skies Ain't no limit if you tell me I can touch the sky I, I, I want it all I, I, I want to ball Young Kobe When he got into the league Best believe They gone remember me Get yo' wave check Wave check, wave check (I'm drippin') Get yo' wave check Wave check, wave check (I'm drippin') Get yo' wave check Wave check, wave check (I'm drippin') Ain't slippin' in my pimpin' When I'm fuckin' with you bitches Slip and slide on you hoes If I have to I'll slip and slide on you hoes If I have to I'll slip and slide on you hoes If I have to Cause ain't no slippin' In my pimpin' When I'm fuckin' with you bitches (Ayeee)
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