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  Sool, we got one, nigga
  Hop inside that, what you call it, and that bitch go vroom
  I just popped a, what you call it, got me in my zone
  She just took a, what you call it, want me in her room
  And I got that, what you call it, better watch your tone
  Ive been just wasting my time just to shop, took a trip out the state
  No Ive been eating in the living room foreign the plate
  Got these bitches fighting over which one of em gon stay
  Wore two AP watches, probably still be late
  Murda on the beat, make me feel like Im in space
  Foreign bitches on me, trynna get a taste
  All this money on me, put it in a case