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She say she wanna ride in a CadillacShe wanna see just where it happen atSo I brought her to my habitatShe wanted to go home soon as I grabbed the gat
Braided up with a bandana from Urban (ooouuu)I said don't where that on my block where niggas servin (no no no)'round here if they catch you actin then its curtains (then its curtains)You suburban tryna ride the wave, you should stick to surfin (splash)You wanna dress like us, but you don't wanna stress like usYou can put the hoodie on, difference is you don't get shot to death like usWhy you wanna come here? This shit is real in the southWhy you think its called the trap bitch we tryna get out (AHHH!)
She say she wanna ride in a Cadillac (skrr skrr)She wanna see just where it happen at (WOO!)So I brought her to my habitat (tatatatat)She wanted to go home soon as I grabbed the gat
You bout that thug life?It's really like a bugs lifeYou see the roaches in the bath, you sit down and take a shit and feel em crawling up your ass like "Ah!" Ugh!"Try to shake it offWe just tryna make the green, grab the iron we ain't playing golf!You fuck with street shit?That presidential site bumping Chief Keef whole team on fleek with the weed litNO! that ain't street shitI'm talking going to the food bank cuz you out of money and there ain't nothing to eat shitOH! You see the pictureAnd now you wanna reconsider okay...Word to Paul MooneyEverybody wanna be a nigga, but don't nobody really wanna be a nigga (WOO! WOO!)
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