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Lyrics

[Intro] I'm working on dying [Verse] Pull up with a strap like "bitch, don't move!" Pull up with a bitch that's nine to five Pull up with a bitch that's ten to two Look lil bitch whatchu made me do Pull up with a bitch that's homicide Pull up bitch that's navy blues Cause when we get paid we that made me [?] I be getting fried I can't stop turning white to white like Drake and Josh Bounce on a bitch like Nike Shox No tables turned, I can't be shot Getting blues off the hues You already know I paid my dues Pull up with a two on two like who are you, you, you? [Hook] Aye, we want some d'usse Aye, who got some grapes? [Verse 2] Need me a 'script just to keep me cool Skinny nigga came through Bone Thugs Hitting these hoes with a slow groove Get bitch buck make her go nuts Smoking on RaRa no ZaZa Ball out baby its yo world Can't fuck with my new shit They can't fuck with my old world Bounce on the dick you go girl Came in the game just to show and prove With her best friends like diamonds [?] They take the top off like "how do you do?" I rate this a 9.5, scratch that off that's a 10.2 Ima get both, I ain't tryna decide Can't do shit that you want me to do Look lil bitch what you made me do All this style and attack on my pride All this drip put a stain in the driveway Stick on me like it came from Zimbabwe [Hook] Aye, we want some d'usse Aye, who got some grapes? Aye, we like to get paid Aye, we like to get paid Aye, I want some d'usse Aye, we want some grapes Aye, we like to get paid Aye, we like to get paid