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Yeah (woo, yeah), yeah, (yeah), yeah
Yeah
My feet hangin' out the window
G-Wagon, we ain't ridin' in the limo (no)
Top tier but I'll never make the list though
Hit 'em with that "woo hah," motherfuckin' Flipmode (Flipmode)
Let me tell you what it is though (woah)
No fiend but the money made me itch though (woah)
Yeah, real motherfuckin' pimp though
Why you sittin' at home always goin' through your bitch phone? (Goddamn)
Pittsburgh legend, wait a second, I'm gettin' off (uh)
Sellin' cerebellum, this a motherfuckin' weapon that I'm lettin' off
Better get a job, 'cause you fuckin' with some men of God (God), woah
Thots never get a thought
People from my city usually never get a shot
J-Lo's single, let 'em know what it is though
Only want the pussy if it's Jenny from the Block (yah), stop playin'
Everybody else, stop hatin' with your hatin' ass (hatin' ass)
Money, I'ma make it last longer than Stevie Wonder playin' laser tag by himself (can't see shit)
Did it on my own, I don't need no help
'Stead of worryin' about me, better get it for yourself (yeah)
I'm the motherfuckin' man, can't help it
All I do is play the hand I've been dealt with
And these motherfuckers foldin' (y'all motherfuckers folded)
These motherfuckers foldin' (all y'all motherfuckers foldin'; it's a royal flush)
These motherfuckers foldin' (still here, motherfucker, still here)
All these motherfuckers foldin' (it's a royal flush; god)
Put my poker face on
Why'd they shuffle the deck?
They don't cut me a card, but they cut me a check
When I come to collect, I take nothin' but yes
Why they fold like a cummerbund?
But it's somersaults when I flex
Peek my muscle, no pecs
Just finesse with this dick
You need a classic? No sweat
You see, the rap game is my lick
And I'm Iceman with the hits
Just put the bands in my fist
Tremble and grind on my dick
I tell her, "Bitch, watch my Dior"