(Hook: Problem) Hey, hey bitch, try this! Guarantee turn a square to a bi bitch You ain't down, bye bitch I ain't got time for playin, I'm just saying man
We out here tryna function, we out here tryna function We out here tryna function, we out here tryna function We out here tryna function, we out here tryna function I ain't got time for playin, I'm just saying man We out here tryna function x 6
[E-40] I slither to the falk shit, the throut Looking hella dipped, saucy Lit like a strobe light (like a strobe light?) Hella diamonds on my wrist, bling! You can call me your highness Cause I’m hella high in this Play with their mind like a shrink Like I’m a psychiatrist No dryness, I make your chick hella climax, scream Even nicer west she telling me that I’m the best You don’t want her, I’ll take her off your hands And do you a favor You might not regret it now But you gonna regret it later I’m about my paper, stapler right on the side on my head Instead a hater wanting, in case he decide to creep Platinum planning, shipping the Hennesy, these are digital sales Used to push here from the scale, but now it’s legitimate script You ain’t understand it, that this game evolved from the heat Full of calaharri, the h I double m
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[Young Jeezy] Don’t compare me to niggas, I’m the last of my kind Get forever through these bars, ever lasting my bars If it ain’t about money, then you wasting my time It’s the molly with the liquor now get out of your mind Gotta do is one for the town, it’s town bizness I don’t even fuck with these clowns, the clown niggas In the city where the dealers go broke they turn killers And all the bad bitches got all the hoes they like niggas In the city where we gonna do broke, we like figures Get that bag then we going to work like Jay Bilas We out here tryina function, tryina maintain Soon as they go to meet all the ... the same day So guess who is up in the club with the 4 nigga Man I stay in the point like I sickle If I die tonight bring me back at the Coachella Sick and tired of killing these hoes, I’m that nigga
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(Chris Brown) Look, got bad bitches, they ratchet Bet the ding make them sing like an adlib And all this money watch me flip it like a back flip I’ma go to work on a pussy no practice Hah, I’m a real niggas in the photo Bottles in the air, we don’t care about no ho, no ho Yeah, shout out my nigga dilo Girl I know you want 2 but I need to borrow 3-4 Yeah, pretty girls in the crib I know they all models, that’s just how a nigga live I’m like whoa, when she do the splits And when she throw it back nigga don’t act like a bitch! My niggas in the club with the 40 We just showed up with E-40 We like what’s happening brother In the function ain’t a competition, killing opponents And I be killing the pussy but this is just for the moment Yikes!
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[French Montana] Rocking the roller, till 5 in the morning She popping the pill, then she busting it open Like bitch try this, I’m a high risk A bank roll, 4 5 6 She chasing the act, with a clip in the mac For my Auckland niggas that be pimping the rap I’m a New York nigga with a bailey Kept it in the hood, fuck the main street Wrist rocky, I’m talking Adrian Me and 40 run opponent like the A train Man we out here tryina function Fuck all the fuck shit Rip it off the rap, fuck with the caution, Montana!
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[Red Cafe] Real nigga from born day 42 10 hoes to your sware Whole team in this hole looking saucy Bitches off the molly, my niggas on the Marley Hold up, we out here tryina function bitch All this jury a nigga got from hustling bitch Got them thank pass coming through custom bitch See the money on the table no touching it, what else? Cafe, I’m the pimp of the decade, yeah Young g’s