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 [Verse 1] 
Candy all in the paint, rims deep in the dirt 
Got a car full of work, nigga pocket full of purp 
Chopper on the front seat, sucker if you want beef 
I'm in dade county, I'm the mayor you can come see 
Look here I'm well known, what you say? (I'm well known) 
Kush by the elbow, I love when it smell strong 
Other side of the bridge, niggas die just to live 
You want a beach, don't sleep 45 to your wig 
Represent carol city, dirty south ride with me 
M-i-yayo on the map now it's my city 
Pulling out the seven trey, ever-other day 
Got about 40 in it, hit your hoe for 40 minutes 
[Chorus] 
Pull up on them 24's, while I leaning on the doors 
And I'm letting suckers know, that I get it for the low 
I get it for the low (ross), I get it for the low 
I get it for the low (ross), I get it for the low 
Pull up in that white on white, know you wonder what it's like 
Know you wonder what's the price, ain't nothing to a boss 
I get it for the low (ross), I get it for the low 
I get it for the low (ross), I get it for the low 
[Verse 2] 
Niggas know how I does, neighborhood full of thugs 
Everybody's selling drugs, task force ducking us 
Load up the big guns, got so many which one? 
Everybody get to buy a house when the bricks come 
Hoes know my whole name, famous for cocaine 
Yeah I'm about to blow game, but I'm about to blow mane 
Rick rizzle clockin' dough, inventory gotta go 
If a nigga want it hard cook it like papa (doughs?) 
Fat boy super cool, got something you can move 
When I did what I do she got like a swimming pool 
Oh boy real wet, so boy hell yeah 
I'm a millionaire but where I'm going I ain't there yet 
[Chorus] 
[Verse 3] 
Go on let your top down, fuck it blow a couple grand 
Treat her like an animal, make her do a hand stand 
Club rolexx (lex), you can stunt yo 
I stood on a rolex smoking on a blunt hoe (ross) 
I'm heavy mane, off in this chevy game 
Dip it in the pretty paint, chromed out everything 
Take it back to the block, triple c across the top 
In an old-school motor brand new out the box 
Got about a hundred killers runnin' with a hundred niggas 
Tell it there to your face, don't nobody want it with us 
Niggas dead broke, they better shake it off 
Skycap ass niggas mad that we taking off 
[Chorus] 
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