MANSION MUSIK

[00:25.39] Niggas wanna be my kin, pussy, you not my folks (Phew)
[00:29.62] Ride around town in a Benz, put that bitch on spokes (Phew)
[00:32.98] Spent eight mil' on the crib, bought that bitch with a boat (Phew)
[00:36.39] Bitch, I just got rich, let's have a Goddamn toast (Phew)
[00:39.56] Step on a nigga in Ricks, got on a cranberry coat (Phew)
[00:42.63] Yeah, it's me and my ho', snake eyes, bitch, like I'm G.I. Joe (Phew)
[00:45.93] Baby, sit back, just smoke my dope
[00:47.64] Go get your brother, I heard that he croak
[00:49.17] Put that on your mother, I know y'all hoes (Phew)
[00:50.85] Still gotta stick to the code (Phew)
[00:52.89] Boy, I get in that mode, don't play with me
[00:54.88] Boy, this shit ain't for show
[00:56.03] 88 keys, no piano, gotta get it how you live, that's my MO
[00:58.96] Yeah, she want the whole thing, not the demo
[01:01.80] Pull in through a tunnel in my Maybach limo'
[01:06.08] Yeah, she want double trouble, that's akimbo
[01:09.18] Whip her head back and forth, not no Willow
[01:12.51] Get that nigga off that horse, feel like Django
[01:16.07] Sendin' shots everywhere, I feel like Rambo
[01:19.40] Call of Duty, bitch, pull up with commandos
[01:22.45] I might buy a yacht, feel like Jack Sparrow
[01:25.94] Posted in the field like a damn scarecrow
[01:29.15] And my brother sellin' white like some ashy elbows
[01:32.47] Shawty what's ya' name? Put you in Chanel, ho'
[01:35.37] I ain't even at the beach but I could send some shells, ho'
[01:38.84] Gotta get the all-black Ricks, shell-toes
[01:42.37] Keep all of that gangster shit up off the cell phonreleasees
[01:46.07] My bdothr in the ho we cn't talk off the jail phone
[01:48.88] With my brother in th streets, man, I feel like Elmo
[01:52.23] Sening all the shots and I got all the ammo
[01:55.53] Got this shit lit like a damn candle
[01:58.98] Pop a nigga's top like a damn canned good
[02:02.26] Chrome Heart shades look like some Ray-Bans, yeah
[02:05.32] Red car, red bag, feel like Santa
[02:08.77] Red bandana, here to fuck your plans up
[02:12.12] What's up in your head? You want some smoke? Some cancer
[02:15.26] Pussy, get your bands up, codeine in the Fanta
[02:18.60] Pull them poles on you niggas, turn you into dancers
[02:22.07] Yeah, AK-47 with a damn banana
[02:25.53] Turn a pussy block into a damn bonanza
[02:28.56] I got white like Hannah, proud of me like Tana
[02:31.86] They got peach at they crib like they in Alabama
[02:35.01] Sippin' 1942 mixed with Tropicana
[02:38.39] Pour a four, "Skadoosh," Kung Fu Panda
[02:41.63] With the gangsters and the robbers chilling in Atlanta
[02:45.12] Feds hit the trap, throw the codeine in the blammer
[02:48.37] I'm on Magnolia, cops putting me in handcuffs
[02:52.02] Woo, woo, woo (Bosley), 800 gang
[02:58.13] 1400 (Bah), Big 14 (Bah), know what the fuck going on (Bah, bah)
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