Key: F major
Verse 1
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Vrooga, today's a good day I
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Martin clean
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Bring it through the hood, show these niggas what money look like,
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know what I'm talking about?
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Uh, these niggas ain't rats,
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they might be mice I'm too fly to even wear white teeth twice
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Lord, double deck yacht all aboard
They call me a young
Tom
Ford
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And this is semi -automatic
Uzi music
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And we can't yell cut
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like the movies do it
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This is real life, so feel the
Uzi,
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You gotta die, I go,
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Somebody's spittin' money,
I got that
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Angelina
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Jolie
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Yeah, that white girl, white
Benz
I guess it's the white world
Car is
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Italian, lawyers in
June
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Clip holo tips, put em all in the
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U I make a nigga put the tech to you
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It could be a man standing
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next to you I get a bird
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I tell a ho quick please, it's a man's world I don't care if she like me,
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No way in certain codes
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that we live by, homie
In certain rooms we raise our kids by
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I tell a ho quick please, it's a man's world I care if she like me,
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No way, in certain codes
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that we live by, homie
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In certain rules we raise our kids by
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Gotta send a whole precinct
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when you lockin' me up
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Cause you know a nigga good for
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And them bitches ain't on your dick,
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those are last year groupies
those are last year gooshies
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I'm a 0 -9 nigga, so fly nigga
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Sellin' coke but sniffin' coke,
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And who do I trust?
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Me, that's who
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Bitches on my dick is havin' shit,
Dm
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that's true I always need my niggas, I'm never goin' solo
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Tony, and cash is my
Manolo
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We tougher than leather,
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the world ain't mines, it's ours, baby
We shittin' on these niggas together
You with it?
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Whatever, let's go and get this paper
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Hut one, hut two, don't fumble,
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And all these street niggas,
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they can vouch for me
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I'm for show,
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bet the car and the house on these rules
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I ho, quick, please, it's a man's world
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Don't care if she like me,
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No way, it's certain codes that we live by,
It's certain rules we raise our kids by
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it's a man's world
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Don't care if she like me,
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No way, it's certain codes
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that we live by, homie
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It's certain rules we raise our kids by
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I tell a ho, quick, please, get about my whip
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If you ain't carryin' guns,
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Then I gotta curse them out,
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cause they talkin' all crazy
Birdman, bitch, but I ain't baby
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I play a crackhead to wash down my
Mercedes
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You can't be mad, bitch,
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I sit in my drop,
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when will the hatin' stop?
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I couldn't waste time if
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I tell her, ho, quick, please,
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this a man's world
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I don't care if she like me,
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No way in certain codes
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that we live by, homie
In certain rooms we raise our kids by
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I tell a hoe quick, please,
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Don't care if she like me,
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No way in certain codes
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that we live by, homie
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In certain rooms we raise our kids by
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You can
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