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she switchin sides when my candy coated top drop
ya wheels busses mine was cadillac and wood grain
i swooped her up and got her flexin how to cook caine
trunk knockin bout to crack these leather seats
she totin straps and puttin suckas under sheets
some tell me im a bad influence i dont believe
i think it's you, you kept her broke and on the colder streetz
cause this i know, the moves i made might bust up my dough
and still i roll, all around the globe
takin chances everybody gotta grow, tell ya people that it's on
they saying game recognize you know the saying mane
we lay on gold egyptian cotton, no more layaway
years past legacy this now a power couple
we took yo biz now you fightin for some power struggle
heard you pulled up to the crib wavin heat trippin
but shorty learned had you runnin till ya feet missing
now you tryna call da pigs dialing 3 digits
you prolly thought this was gon end bad keep wishin
