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Can a young nigga get some? gimmie that dough
And I ain't never gon' stop 'til I get more
Might take yo girlfriend, make her my hoe
My nigga don't cry 'bout it, just let her ass go
She 'bout them gold chains, them gold rings and them gold bottles
I'm tryna take everything, if they outta stock, I want the floor model
So gimme your wrist band, your vip and like four models
Nigga don't get buck, I'm 'bout that life, nigga don't get stuck.
This right here's a robbery
So get down on the floor
I came here for everything
So just act like you know
Diamonds, savings, rubber bands
So don't be a hero
Let's make this nice and easy
Lemme grab my shit and go.
Get on the floor...
Run me that ice round yo neck boy
Run me that watch cause now it's a set boy
Run me them car keys, run me that iphone
And them lebrons, I think you got my size on
Gimme them gold chains, them gold rings and them gold bottles
I'm tryna take everything, if they outta stock, I want the floor model
So gimme your wrist band, your vip and like four models
Nigga don't get buck, I'm 'bout that life, nigga don't get stuck.
This right here's a robbery
So get down on the floor
I came here for everything
So just act like you know
Diamonds, savings, rubber bands
So don't be a hero
Let's make this nice and easy
Lemme grab my shit and go.
Get on the floor.
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