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Woah, woah, yeah Look at me dead in my eyes, I know that you know that a nigga ain't lyin' Too much respect, all of my shawty BDs, they know not to try it Too much respect, I used to hand out CDs before they would buy it Woah, she love me so much, it seem like she biased Niggas don't know how I live, but that's 'cause they live at the Hyatt, ayy 4L step team steppin' on shit 'til it's quiet He brought me the money sealed up, I still had to count it, I cannot just eye it Woah, woah, woah Yeah, let's have sex in the bank, tell 'em to open the safe I hate a privileged rapper who don't even know what it take The diamonds, they hit like a rainbow, that's 'cause the necklace a Frank (Purr) Woah, woah, woah Yeah, let's have sex in the 9 (Let's do it) Breakin' and bendin' her spine (Let's do it, let's do it) I hate a privileged rapper that ain't had a hit since he signed (Let's do it) Niggas be full of excuses, act like they takin' they time (For real, for real)