
My niggas goin' in, time to celebrate All we do is win, so we celebrate Police is on the way cause we celebrate We do this everyday when we celebrate Diamonds off of my jewels Shoes matching my range Ridin' round with that Nina Rick James in my veins You ain’t all in your toss You ain’t stackin' no chips You ain’t spendin' no money mane You ain’t rockin' like this Hand on the bottle, I’m wide asleep Then lost the bitches, can’t find my keys The place is empty, smell like a lot of weed But that’s what happens when niggas be on their Charlie Sheen Spade bottles, drink moscato I hate models, it’s hood bitches Back woods and moly poppin', addicted to this hood livin' Gold teeth, gold chains that magnum rappers so gold mane If being black with money is the tracks then I’m the soul train Ridin' round and I’m gettin' it, on my dime Cornelius nigga Ain’t no head in my pack, me and my niggas all on this splendid Hit them mall, lead em all, go get cases of liquor Phone a couple of bitches, then we gon' get explicit My niggas goin' in, time to celebrate I’m known in the MO and I got hell to pay But this molly kickin' in and it’s hella stray I swear to God it feels like I can levitate Out my body, KC Tea’s that’s Hennessy with that sprite nigga Lemon squeeze, nigga please, I’ve been off all nights nigga Five racks of that liquor, ten racks of that 'caine That’s fifteen racks of two things, got five more till they came All my niggas got felonies, nobody square in my camp But everybody celebrities that street credit is on Namp Fly whips, fly chips it’s G4 you tripms Pussy, weed and alcohol these ghetto boys so menage Cool in the game when we celebrate Doing my thing in the «show me» state Having my change and I know you hate That’s how I’ll be feeding off y’all for motivation So when you see me, you know I’m a star No more struggle, that’s on my momma Everyday throughtout the week I got a different car I said «Everyday throughtout the week I got a different car» Gettin' paper like kinko’s, Black Gold at its best nigga Stacking money like a bricks fold Got steep pockets on deck, nigga So when you see me — bow your head Cause it’s royalty in the flesh nigga Kutt Calhoun, MVP now where the fuck is my check nigga?
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