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(Maybach Music)

We them at the park, we just wanna ball
Sellin' dope to get a car and don't know what it's
foul but the referees don't get involved
It's the finals and my came to take it all
2014 And them boys
I'm at the finals on the floor and that boy
50 for the seat, bring the popcorn
Diamond chains and my million dollar on
Yeah they tell me that ain't the streets to floss on
I put your bitch on my list, and it's not
Runnin' down on niggas, they retract their
I a bomb, I drop it like a compilation (Maybach Music)
All y'all niggas to know me well
Top down, I got bitch's hair in a ponytail
She never to Tom Ford, nigga
So I double back for encore, nigga
Yayo comin' out my pores,
You should see me and them stars,
Rich niggas test drive
And double M, that be the ha (Maybach Music)
I let her count the cake up in my spot
Put all her naked photos in my
We got a bond that we never break
She wash her hair with Belaire, that pussy as cake

Huh! My money on another
Huh! My money on level
Huh! She ordinary niggas
bitch be fuckin' ordinary niggas

I a break to let these lames get their thing off
Now I seen the scenery, can't to get the cigar
These hoes a throw, Stevenson and LeBron
I just let her below, in a moment she be home
Isolate the offense, don't you hear me talkin'?
And you I watch more green
like floor season tickets in Boston
And we show off like Ziggler, let raw bitches get tossed out
All I call is bad shit like I'm Joe Crawford
And these dudes ain't slick, you, is that you? Buyin' Jordans?
But we know set, like a Euro step
niggas nearly walkin'
So me up, I got it, turn me up, I got it
Thank God for this 'cause on ESPN I bombed it
You can see that we keep our
I beat up, beat up, no conscience
And ridin' my feet up, my seat up, reclinin'
Supreme up, my tee, and Moschino
that your female'll follow
Better eat up, or be out we at the Finals
Swag champion, believe that, ring at the

Huh! My money on level
Huh! My on another level
Huh! She ordinary niggas
Your bitch be fuckin' niggas

I tried to let you niggas eat
My chopper pussy kill and put you pussies in the
Say fuck the 'cause I wasn't made for industry
Sb be the realest so picture them niggas me
get it, I got them same dirty niggas with me
Silencers give you but they make a major difference
You play a witness, I heard you snitchin', you paid the
Chanel purses and red bottoms, I'm tickets
My clip a 50, my money dirty, her pussy
You give her hickeys, I fuck her, her and pass to Ricky
My palms itchy, I coulda swore I hit the lotto
Safe in Cabo, my Spanish bitch related to Blanco
My blanket Morocco, my carpet is
It's never ordinary, don't confuse me humans
17 Fire, what the fuck was you
Your bricks 30 apiece and 28 if you knew him

Huh! My on another level
Huh! My money on another
Huh! She ordinary niggas
Your bitch be ordinary niggas

like a pimp, jumpin' out the gym
6 J's, every play's a win
Countin' cash in the huddle, blocka, flash from the
Spazz on a busta, beat ass like a buzzer
Oh Lord, come the ball hogger
They call him Gunplay, they him Don Logan
He a livin' legend, the engine revin'
And the firearm, bring the alarm
Donald Sterling, fuck him, fuck Donald Sterling
Fuck him, Donald Sterling, screamin' fuck Donald Sterling
Load the clips my clippers, tippin' all the strippers
They on my belt buckle, grippin' on the zippers
Snort a foul line, like it's child
Mmg, 305, our
Yayo, I'm like a hundred Lectors
Reppin' animal shelter

Huh! My on another level
Huh! My money on another
Huh! She fuckin' niggas
Your bitch be fuckin' ordinary

Yeah reportin' from a white Wraith
hands with the white base
My number one shooter got a face
Talkin' ladders, we don't tussle, we fight cases
Montana, but tonight I'm Parker
Pop a hundred chains on, forest
Chasin' dead faces on the blue
Fightin' fed cases, you need law
My money on planet
Talkin' fishscale, got the whole
Hop out, sound like heavy
My money on level
You fuckin' niggas
Wash head Marbury, nigga

Huh! My money on level
Huh! My money on another
Huh! She fuckin' niggas (Maybach Music)
Your bitch be fuckin' ordinary

Huh! My on another level
Huh! My money on level
Huh! She fuckin' ordinary (Maybach Music)
Your bitch be fuckin' niggas

Nigga gettin' bucks off of my story
I come in the clutch
I'm Ray Allen at 40 (Maybach Music)
Hit the shot and I splash, a blunt, then I crash
I got a bad college bitch who like to fuck after
She study for finals, I the game
These niggas don't me but his bitch screamin' my name
I be all over the union feelin' like Dwyane
three pounds of the thunder, it go straight to the brain
Just know the Bulls been the shit, wait 'til D back
Niggas ain't playin', they like Shaq
Two on the deal, pull my ring and I'm back
And the whole team winnin', look at the stacks
Open up, nigga, fingers up
We give a fuck, nigga
Stuntin' hard, I'm just get a buck, nigga
Like Milwaukee, walkie talkie, where you at,
I'm gettin' stacks,

Huh! My on another level
Huh! My on another level
Huh! She fuckin' ordinary
bitch be fuckin' ordinary niggas

Pop like I won a championship game
I keep that powder on me, nigga, like Lebron
These ordinary, Birdman, mercenary
Slam dunk a tickin' bitch, I'm pitchin' out the
Killed him in the paint, I to God I got a cemetery
Ain't nothin' but bad bitches to smash on my
30 Shot'll 'em flippin' like a patty
And my bitches lookin' like, they out pageants
Martin, ridin' rapid, woh
Drop top, choppers shootin' rampid, the leaf off of your cabbage
I assist 'em with that package I pass it, fosho
I up with it like Bosh, defense
I got a duffle bag full of blocks, offense
Bitch I'm like Ray Allen shots
Cheerleaders, bitch I got a tour bus of thots
Team full of heat, I'm Eric Spoelstra
bitch, Eric Spoelstra and a nigga post up

Huh! My money on another
Huh! My money on another
Huh! She fuckin' niggas (Maybach Music)
Your be fuckin' ordinary niggas

Donald Sterling, fuck him, fuck Donald Sterling
Fuck him, fuck Donald Sterling, screamin' fuck Donald
Screamin' Donald Sterling, fuck him, fuck Donald Sterling
(Han) fuck Donald Sterling, screamin' fuck Donald