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Clash, all I do is clash Keep that lane and take your milage man I like my drapes to clash Clash, all I do is clash Drinkin' vodka with a splash and if I see you we gon clash Clash, all I do is clash Mix the Pucci with the Gucci I don't like my clothes to match Clash, all my shit be clashing I hate haters with a passion I see ya then we smashing Clashing, clashing, all my niggas clashing Past around that thrash man You know these niggas thrashing Niggas got killed yesterday I do not know what happened Playing games with Gucci man Snitchin' done turned into fashion I just started rapping Never stop trapping Custy ass finest nigga You can call me papi You can call me daddy Cause I use to sew your manhood Gucci Mane your ganster I got grunts instead of grammys Rdin' through Savannah And my cutlass super reckless Bouldercrest they had two Rari's And my niggas sent the damage Talk my niggas on And the hood couldn't even handle it The young niggas I role with, kill everyone in your family Clash, all I do is clash Keep that lane and take your milage man I like my drapes to clash Clash, all I do is clash Drinkin' vodka with a splash and if I see you we gon clash Clash, all I do is clash Mix the Pucci with the Gucci I don't like my clothes to match Clash, all my shit be clashing I hate haters with a passion I see ya then we smashing I mix the pimping with the rapping bitch Twin Ferrai's, on the slab you know I do this shit Call Gucci cause he only one can spot this shit (spot this shit) The only real nigga first Up in 96' It's OGD, I bought this shit for real Ain't never had a motherfucking gangster grill This 20k I got them white for real Call these motherfuckers Tell 'em I keep it real Yeah OGD (OGD), don't follow me (don't follow me) You know I pack that steal Then I pop a nigga for real Don't violate me I ain't calling nobody I'm on my own nigga Ask the streets about me OGD Clash, all I do is clash Keep that lane and take your milage man I like my drapes to clash Clash, all I do is clash Drinkin' vodka with a splash and if I see you we gon clash Clash, all I do is clash Mix the Pucci with the Gucci I don't like my clothes to match Clash, all my shit be clashing I hate haters with a passion I see ya then we smashing For the money I be smashing Two hundred on the dash Pick that ass and smash it Molly's got me clashin' Designers mix matched it Haters with a passion Send me to hoe The way these diamonds be flashing Go out say let's hit That mean the team clashing Choppers get to blastin' Pussy jump side like a rabbit Yeah my bitch is classy Exotic but she nasty Money over bitches So the money I got to have it You think I'm on a diet The way these diamonds got these carrots The haters talk behind my back I think they need a parrot You think I'm in my zone The way a nigga be trapping Award you with these bullets When they go and get the clashin' Clash, all I do is clash Keep that lane and take your milage man I like my drapes to clash Clash, all I do is clash Drinkin' vodka with a splash and if I see you we gon clash Clash, all I do is clash Mix the Pucci with the Gucci I don't like my clothes to match Clash, all my shit be clashing I hate haters with a passion I see ya then we smashing
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