(Woo, woo) Mista (Woo, woo) I might start a riot, mm (Woo, woo, woo) Opposite of quiet, yeah (Woo, woo, woo) On the pussy nigga tires (Woo, woo, woo) How 'bout you try it? (Woo, woo, woo) Try it (Hey) We grow, we learn, we live (Woo, woo) I might start a riot (Woo, woo,...
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[Lana Del Rey:] I want to be your object, of your affection Give me all your time, touch, money, and attention Pick me up after school, you can be my baby Maybe we could go somewhere, get a little crazy He's rich and I'm wishin', um, he could be my Mister Yum Delicious to the...
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'Bout twelve bad hoes in my section like Vegas A few of 'em strangers, a few of 'em famous But when that ain't enough and black ain't enough Man, I'm done actin' up, let's hit the crib and get faded When you don't drink champagne but you orderin' cases All your friends hangin' 'cause they...
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[A$AP Rocky (Playboi Carti):] I done came up (yuh) Bustin' down a whole bag (bag) Broke nigga, step back (what) Why don't you peep a nigga's swag (yuh) You don't even gotta ask (for what?) What are those? What is that? (for y'all) Please don't touch my Raf (please don't touch my Raf) Please don't...
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(Dun D-D-D-Deal, hey) [A$AP Rocky & Playboi Carti:] I done came up (Yeah) Bustin' down a whole bag (Bag) Broke nigga, step back (What?) Why don't you peep a nigga's swag? (Yeah) You ain't even gotta ask (What?) What are those? What is that? (Yeah) Please don't touch my Raf (Please don't touch my Raf)...
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[A$AP Rocky:] Niggas pistol-poppin' like it's 1999 I was nine, maybe ten, then again, never mind Press rewind, back in time Before rappers droppin' dimes Trap or die, choppin' pies With clichés all in they rhymes Now it's Gucci, Prada and anything designer Money, power, the whole enchilada Commas, dollas, the greens and the guava...
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All I think about is life, nights, sippin' on Sprite Little codeine, nigga get throwed right Two blonde dykes wanna kiss all night I just pray to God that the shit go right Little arguments in the fist, don't fight Fuck a dog ho and the bitch gon' bite A$AP nigga, sip Cris all night...
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[Tyler, The Creator:] Yo, now you gon' start me from the top? Listen Shout out Harlem, man Shout out A$AP Rocky, man AWGE in the building, man What's good? Is that potato salad? Yo, listen Niggas give me the cold shoulder, I can speak for myself So I keep a high waist and alligator the...
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Marble floors, foreign whores, finna order more Play that French Montana song, the one with Ross (Haaan!) Ordered new Raf, it ain't from the store Came with a piece, bangin' peace if it come to war She takin' somethin' off, what you stuntin' for? Fix your WonderBra, my style is rubbin' off Swear that pussy...
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[A$AP Rocky:] Fuck niggas gon' multiply 'Fore the real niggas die, fake niggas gon' multiply 'Fore the real niggas live, fuck niggas won't multiply Fuck niggas won't multiply, fuck niggas won't multiply Igh, igh-igh-igh, igh-igh, igh-igh, igh [Juicy J:] Yeah nigga, it's your boy Juicy J Man, you gotta watch out for these old backstabbin',...
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