What’s what

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[Verse] I'm not new to this, I grew in this Jet pimpin, four-twenty vision, manoeuvring Not injured though, limping when I walk That's that Max Julien who's cooler than Broke bitches, don't waste time pursuing them I like my chicks speedy bag, Mini Cooper-ing, Karmaloop'd and shit I can use you bitch, I see something in you we can blow up Like time bombs if you got an open mind We can post for a moment, but not now Your homie tryna do a little bit more for ya, ma So it would behoove you if you play it cool Fake quality time with dude, laugh at his jokes, cause he far from broke Fleecing for his dough, order some equipment for us Put it in the studio, but we not sure who we know So we got keep it on the low, keep him in the blind And you can sneak out every night [Chorus] Get your back to ya house before the sun come up Bet homie don't know what's what Get your back to ya house before the sun come up (Bet homie won't know what's what) Get your back to ya house before the sun come up Bet homie won't know what's what Get your back to the house before the sun come Bet homie won't know what's what Bet homie won't know what's what Get your back to ya house before the sun come Bet homie won't know what's what
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