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Poof! go the car
Poof! go the crib
Poof! A hundred mil, Copperfield
Copperfield, David Copperfield

Poof! go the car
Poof! go the crib
Poof! A hundred mil, Copperfield
David Copperfield, Copperfield

Could you knock ho, could you blame that bitch?
Cause she wanna roll a real nigga like me that's gon' slang that dick
Like coke to a fiend, throat on the lean
Take low on the Perc, now ho on a bean
Still money over hoes
Got YSL on my
And blood drip on my
Nigga, you on me, she chose
And I ain't fuck girl she rode
My stick-shift she
Did everything she 'posed to
I pulled my out and she posed
And I was like, got
Drop that, pop
Got the top back on the back, I'm back
And the Glock at the crotch at, I'm strapped
All the rocks at where the at, stop that
Could you cop Not that
I'm light send the mob at, dime sack I'm on contact
Got racks, y'all niggas ain't that, 'bout that life!

Poof! go the car
Poof! go the crib
Poof! A hundred mil, Copperfield
David Copperfield, Copperfield

Poof! go the car
Poof! There go the
Poof! A mil, David Copperfield
Copperfield, David Copperfield

Poof! Nigga your life
Fuck niggas and fuck your wife (Fuck 'em!)
Got two bad bitches with a
And you know they gon' all night (Right)
And I rock hard
Nigga rich game
pull up on whores and I'm sitting on fours, in a big boy drop
Call big boy shots, all clear stones in my big boy
All year long, got the on lock
Everytime we in bitch, man, shit gon' pop
My hip on Glock, your hip on
My niggas got racks, y'all niggas be
Red Cartier, bitch
Red bottoms on her, long as shit (Hold up)
Yellow gold Ro', yellow ho
And yellow bottles of Spades,
Whole clique self made,

Poof! go the car
Poof! There go the
Poof! A hundred mil, Copperfield
Copperfield, David Copperfield

Poof! go the car
Poof! There go the
Poof! A hundred mil, Copperfield
David Copperfield, David