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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizePEEP HOLE
(Cook that shit up, Quay)Go'n light that up, manEvery time I turn around, I had a play outside the doorCall 'fore you knock, nigga, call before you knock, the fuck you talkin' 'bout, nigga?The neighbors think I'm sellin' dopeBaby, he don't wanna be a player no moreI was lookin' out the peephole with itEvery time I turned around, I had a play outside the doorNow a nigga goin' beast mode with itI got fifteen beds, we ain't layin' on the floor (Fifteen, fifteen beds)I done hit a lotta freak hoesNigga, guess safe, safe for you to say that I'm a hoI'm out the game, I'm not a player anymoreI got money to bail outWon't pull over, they know we gon' bail outDrop the window, turn right, throw the scale outFuck you mean we don't ride with no scale now?We sell them bitches whole (We sell them bitches whole)I had 'em knockin' at the door, I used to have 'em for the lowMy neighbors think I'm sellin' dope (Neighbors think I'm sellin' dope)I had the AC on, every winter, young nigga had the burner in his coatI hit a nigga with the fanI hop out, Glock out, I was takin' pictures with the fansI can show you how to ride without a toolAll the times I hit the middlemanAll the times I took a nigga offNigga wanna be a bossBut ain't have what it took to be the bossShe didn't know what it took to be my bitchI ain't know what it took until I lost (Huh)Baby, he don't wanna be a player no moreI was lookin' out the peephole with itEvery time I turned around, I had a play outside the doorNow a nigga goin' beast mode with itI got fifteen beds, we ain't layin' on the floor (Fifteen, fifteen beds)I done hit a lotta freak hoesNigga, guess safe, safe for you to say that I'm a hoI'm out the game, I'm not a player anymoreI always be a pimp, I'm not a player, I get itI'm wipin' all those bitches off my radar, no kizzyKirk, I'm always on the charts like I'm DrizzyDirk, fadeaway, I get you shot like NowitzkiCan't wait to do the show when I'm in DallasWe be eatin' healthy on the low, she made a saladI been gettin' money on the low, it's hard to hide itMy baby like to fuck me on the floor, I let her ride itIt's off the top, I ever make a song, I never write itI'm a GRAMMY-nominated hitmakerLame-nigga-bitch taker, fuck the policeYou yellin' with a gun, now how the fuck we gon' think?You take my daughter daddy, how the fuck she gon' eat?I kill me a cop, what the fuck they gon' think?Probably hang on the treeI'm dangerous, I keep a banger on meGotta drop down and pray 'fore I sleep (Lord)Baby, he don't wanna be a player no moreI was lookin' out the peephole with itEvery time I turned around, I had a play outside the doorNow a nigga goin' beast mode with itI got fifteen beds, we ain't layin' on the floor (Fifteen, fifteen beds)I done hit a lotta freak hoesNigga, guess safe, safe for you to say that I'm a hoI'm out the game, I'm not a player anymoreBaby, he don't wanna be a player no more (Yeah)I was lookin' out the peephole with itEvery time I turned around, I had a play outside the doorNow a nigga goin' beast mode with itI got fifteen beds, we ain't layin' on the floor (Fifteen, fifteen beds)I done hit a lotta freak hoesNigga, guess safe, safe for you to say that I'm a hoI'm out the game, I'm not a player anymore
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