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Ay, ay, yo it's K.I. Money Sign E

Y'all ever had somebody, that's been throwing salt on your name or just saying something that's been out of the way and out their neck or whatever?

Go head and tell'em this

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Ay me and my niggas ain't on no amateur shit

Ay raised by my pops that been handling them bricks

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(lets go)

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Breathalyze women that ain't drunk yet

We came to party, what's the other answer?

Shake it baby damn, my personal pole dancer!

Ayo where you at man these hoes going crazy

White girls jumping off shit it's going insane

Can never knock us off we full of octane

Explode and blast us off, I'll bet you'll get the picture

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To the bridge!

Tone it down, tone it down, tone it down then bring that back up

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These eenie meenie bitches always acting like they serious

And when I get around em' they tend to get delirious

Keep it on your iPhone, yes, ask Siri, yes

I'm coming through your speaker bang, boom

Like terrorist

I'm a model, I'm a poet do you see it yet?

And that's why you just can't hang I'm sorry just

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You can't deny, the way we grind

So get down with the clique

They have nothing to say, so you don't gotta behave

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