Anyway

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[Intro] (Howdy 5heriff, what's new in the prairie?) [Chorus] I can't cross my brother out, no, never for a ho, uh I been in the gang so long, I'm sticking to the code And my brother down to kill with that steel, that's for sure We was down bad stealin' meals, now it's deals, that's for sure Hop right on that road, get paid Wake up in the morning, get alerts 'bout cake I'm doin' straight, so a pussy gon' hate How a nigga mad when I'm laughing to the bank? Okay, he's straight, they gon' hate anyway There's lean in this cup but I said I'm gon' stop These emotions goin' brazy, put a four in the pop And we got it out the mud, got a wrist full of rocks Finna marry these racks 'cause it's all that I got [Bridge] Water on my hand like I pull hundreds out the coupe I see tap water in your ice, need a new jewel I got to Rico with them racks then leave out coolin' (Beep) [Verse] Face card good, I'm in every state We got it out that mud, had to find a way Double cup, outer space Electric shit, my bitch look like some lemonade Diamonds water, tidal wave I took his bitch and fucked that ho all type of ways She like that Louis from the explorer page I'ma get that for you, baby, you deserve them things I could peep that hate with shades on, ayy In my house, you're screaming, "Echo," hold on, hold on, ayy Take your shoes off, bitch, these marble floor, yeah, yeah Topless maids come through and get these stains gone Palace with some bitches, look like Tootsies in here, ayy Pink diamonds my wrist, looks like some pussies in here, yeah See you want some smoke, I smell the pussy in here, ayy I can get it lit, you sure you want it in here? [Chorus] I can't cross my brother out, no, never for a ho, uh I been in the gang so long, I'm sticking to the code And my brother down to kill with that steel, that's for sure We was down bad stealin' meals, now it's deals, that's for sure Hop right on that road, get paid Wake up in the morning, get alerts 'bout cake I'm doin' straight, so a pussy gon' hate How a nigga mad when I'm laughing to the bank? Okay, he's straight, they gon' hate anyway There's lean in this cup but I said I'm gon' stop These emotions goin' brazy, put a four in the pop And we got it out the mud, got a wrist full of rocks Finna marry these racks 'cause it's all that I got [Outro] (Yeah) (Yeah) (Yeah)
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- Lil Candy Paint