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The number one video of the day, how excited are we all
Let's go over to the man, the myth, the myth, the myth, the myth

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She thinks I'm so hypnotized, she eyeing my diamond bezel
Never played sports, so no trophies
So these chains I rock are my medals
Move it in and out of state lines
A player never wastes time
If I ever catch you tryna press I'm doing state time

Dope in my pocket
Keep the liquor in the freeze box
Blunts in the ashtray
Firebird T-top
Trans AM pimping
Big diamond rings like Olympics
If murder was ever the case, this blade gonna be the witness

Now we back up at the penthouse, 100 story landscape
Butler sitting in the lobby
Slide him 100 with a handshake
Hit the elevator, need to roll and switch my clothes
Switch cars, switching watches like I switch my hoes

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Every day, every night It's the same shit (same shit)
With the same team, ride with the same clique (same clique)
Every day, every night It's the same shit (same shit)
Old 30 Smith and Wesson, with the same clip (same clip)

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Credits
Writer(s): Bones
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