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[Verse 1]
They be like Word Play, nigga what, nigga where you get your gear
How ‘bout you don’t worry about it and make like Houdini and disappear
How ‘bout me and my crew go to your hood and rob your crib
How ‘bout we just go to your hood and hit niggas in they ribs
‘Cause we so ruthless. Yep, nigga ruthless and roofless
My nigga’s car the same as my hoe and that’s topless
Coupe with no top on it, call that shit my outdoor mall
I get money everyday but I don’t rob Peter to pay Paul
You think you hot dog well nigga I’m a bratwurst
Keep these choppas pooping like them fucking Chinese fireworks
Latin chicks, Rosa Acosta and Analicia Chaves
Word Play 2016 nigga vote for me fro Pres
I smoke dope, I be balling and I don’t lie about this shit
You got beef? Well you got milk? ‘Cause you gon take a long ass shit
Loud pack be stanking, smell like dinosaur shit
Popping mollies, popping ninas, yeah nigga I’m with the shits
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[Verse 2]
All my shit designer nigga I be mall shopping
When I’m in the club I fuck with hoes that keep they pussy popping
This Drumma Drumma song, yeah this muthafucka knocking
William Hanna nigga yes, I keep bitches bed rocking
I just bought an Audi nigga you know I got them racks
And when I’m in Hot Topic I buy all shit up off them racks
You want some kushie? Nigga you know I got that sack
Your bitch coming over so she can bounce up on my sack
You niggas screwed up, fucking with Word Play bitch
Call my homie Mielke up for that NoCal shit
Shroomies, Cali weed, and some dust up in this bitch
Hella drugs in this sack, I don’t know how this shit fit
Ask my niggas why and they gon tell you why they do this shit
My niggas straight thugs, they robbed Jesus for his fish
I’m running from the cops, I look like Carl Lewis
And if you didn’t know, yes I rep St. Louis
[Chorus]
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