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[Verse 1: Chris
Niggas wanna in the squad, don't wanna put the work in
Say you want my money, scared of fame, better then
See the chopper, bullets too big, you can see the doctor
Mask, can't the burglaries
But we you givin' up the confidential information
Say you got the cheese, you a rat, that's a fit
wanna hate on a slick money makin' mitch
Love takin' niggas hoes and givie 'em the D
OHB, it nothin' for me to buy a bitch
Real paper, I ain't gotta lie to bitches
Even with them killers know my ma religious
All my lickin' pussy with good intentions
the dice, yeah 3, they my fuckin' triplets
I ain't with them lame hoes that look suspicious
But I'm fuckin' with the hoe that look delicious
Nigga, they get sticky sticky, give bitch the business

[Hook: Brown]
Rollin' up the bud, that bitch a dog
Yeah, we know the plug, smokin' all the drugs, to buy the club
all the pussy, nigga, get your bodies up
All this ice up on my body, we the Mighty
Who got the Who givin' it up?
Got them shooters in the cut, say the word, we fuck the up
Throw that money up, yeah, bitch a dog
with the plug, goin' up, we gon' fuck the party up

[Verse 2: Blacc]
I'm turnt up and they know that, poked up like Funk
45 in that 12 back and I'm posted up in 4 hat
See this nigga, gold rap, kill a nigga then go rap
Talkin' that Draco, one phone call, that's a snatch
Give it to a if you really want it
Bitch and appeals, hit me in the mornin'
Ha, a lyin' by theyself
I'm talkin' 'bout niggas who killin', dyin' by
You say we from the hood, well I see your hat
And I ain't seen movin' in a hoover hat
Ha, sides, you confused 'cause I'm famous
We all OG nigga, me what his name is
Get your up lil nigga, I'm pushin' 4 place
still puttin' big drugs on the interstate
No name, that's out, pea brains wanna Glock out
Niggas a pass the light niggas, this my house

Chris Brown]
Rollin' up the bud, yeah that a dog
Yeah, we know the plug, all the drugs, 'bout to buy the club
Killin' all the pussy, nigga, get your up
All this ice up on my body, we the Mighty
Who got the bud? Who it up?
Got them in the cut, say the word, we fuck the party up
that money up, yeah, that bitch a dog
Fuckin' the plug, goin' up, we gon' fuck the party up

3: Young Lo]
Yeah, my whole supreme, grew up in the crack 80's
Still got the plug on it, get your 4 in the
Out the mud, bustin' drugs my nigga Hoody Baby
Drop the ice in the pot, now it's back to back
See I'm all about the check, still Tex
Still rep the sex, high, smoke Luigi on the jet
50 in these Balmains, this a young'n from the
Yeah, I'm geeked up, mixin' up the with the Xans
And I'm stingy with the Act, the red from my bitches
We pop a half a Perc, I'm on that, even on a Skittle
And the tongue gon' work, play that like a fiddle
Bet you I can make you squirt, have your face all in the

[Hook: Brown]
Rollin' up the bud, yeah that a dog
Yeah, we know the plug, all the drugs, 'bout to buy the club
Killin' all the pussy, nigga, get bodies up
All this ice up on my body, we the Mighty
Who got the bud? Who it up?
Got them shooters in the cut, say the word, we fuck the up
Throw that money up, yeah, bitch a dog
Fuckin' with the plug, up, we gon' fuck the party up