[Verse 1: HBK]
I hit the airport with a lot of Louis luggage
Hit Somerset drop stacks like f** it
Hoes on my dick, but that really ain't nothing
Told that b**h somethin that the Doughboyz coming
Young n***as fooling round this b**h like its on
Your b**h gave me dome cause she saying she was on
7-deuce was the streets I was raised on
7-deuce was the streets I got paid on
b**h-a** n***as why these b**h n***as hurting?
Makin' diss songs but nobody even heard it
Diamonds so wet, looking like them b**hes surfin
Givenchy and Cavalli, God damn I'm looking perfect
I'm still that n***a, hoes [?] when I pull up
b**h, I'm the sh**, I'm the sh** like Pull-Ups
I'm that n***a that your little brother looks up to
Free my n***a Rocky in the block doing push-ups
A n***a got a problem then we'll k** him like, "what up?"
Real n***as get love and fake n***as get f**ed up
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[Verse 2: Crispy]
I'm stunner, I'll admit
Known to keep some loud lit
Presidential Rollies on every dude I'm down with
Turned the b**h around, stuck it in and she can take the dick
Yeah we both f**, but have to put your face in it
It be the brokest motherf**ers that be on some hating sh**
But they need to go to jail for streaking with their naked wrists
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