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(Maybach Music)

We them niggas at the park, we wanna ball
dope to get a car and don't know what it's called
Niggas foul but the don't get involved
the finals and my dogs came to take it all
2014 And boys back
I'm at the finals on the floor and boy strapped
50 Stacks for the seat, bring the
Diamond and my million dollar cross on
Yeah they tell me these ain't the streets to floss on
I put bitch on my list, and it's not long
Runnin' down on niggas, they their statement
I keep a bomb, I drop it a compilation (Maybach Music)
All y'all niggas claim to know me
Top down, I got your hair in a ponytail
She never to Tom Ford, nigga
So I double back for that encore,
comin' out my pores, nigga
You should see me and stars, nigga
Rich niggas don't drive
And double M, that be the ha (Maybach Music)
I let her the cake up in my stash 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 on another level
Huh! My money on another
Huh! She fuckin' ordinary
bitch be fuckin' ordinary niggas

I took a to let these lames get their thing off
Now I seen the scenery, can't seem to get the
These hoes a free throw, and LeBron
I just let her below, in a moment she be home
the offense, nigga don't you hear me talkin'?
And you I watch more green
Than like floor season tickets in
And we show off like Dolph Ziggler, let raw get tossed out
All I call is bad shit like I'm Joe Crawford
And these ain't slick, sayin' 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 hip-hop 'cause on I bombed it
You can see that we our promise
I could beat up, beat up, no
And ridin' with my feet up, my seat up,
Supreme up, my tee, and Moschino
Believe that female'll follow
Better eat up, or be out 'Cause we at the
Swag champion, believe that, at the counter

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

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

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

Limpin' a pimp, jumpin' out the gym
6 Ring J's, every a win
Countin' in the huddle, blocka, flash from the muzzle
Spazz on a busta, your ass like a buzzer
Oh Lord, here the ball hogger
They call him Gunplay, they call him Don
He a livin' legend, keep the engine
And the firearm, bring the fire
Fuck Donald Sterling, him, fuck Donald Sterling
Fuck him, fuck Donald Sterling, fuck Donald Sterling
Load the clips with my clippers, all the strippers
They bitin' on my buckle, grippin' on the zippers
Snort a foul line, like it's child
Mmg, 305, our
Yayo, I'm like a Hannibal Lectors
that animal shelter

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

Yeah reportin' live from a Wraith
hands with the white base
My number one shooter got a white
ladders, we don't tussle, we just fight cases
Montana, but tonight I'm Tony
Pop a hundred on, forest papa
Chasin' faces on the blue paper
Fightin' fed cases, you law paper
My on another planet
Talkin' fishscale, got the salmon
Hop out, sound heavy metal
My on another level
You ordinary niggas
Wash head like Marbury,

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

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

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

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

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

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

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