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[Tela]
Let`s keep it quiet, I`m gon` shine, I`m in the body wide I`m comin down the street, I`m in twenty inch tires I`m leaned up, I`m screened up I`m bout to clean up the South, ain`t shit happen to young Tela I`ma sit right here, and I`ma get my shit clear I`ma sit right here, and I`ma finish my beer Now I`ma go on and make the block cause I`m just on hard I`ma go ahead and stop mayne, fuck the laws Now I`ma go ahead and bounce because them hoes do be trippin I`ma head to the house and I`ma keep my shit pimpin I`m the realest Down South, I`m on a cut-up mission for some red, bowlegs, no braids, no extensions I`ma get by this bitch and I`ma call this bitch This Nextel drop calls, so I`ma hop on the Sprint They say, "Who that nigga there? He lookin all in my shit Lookin all through my tint like he wanna come and bitch boi" [Chorus: repeat 2X] Bye bye haters, I gets papers Y`all muh`fuckers can hate me later Ha hoes, I gets O`s I comes through the damn club so throwed [Tela] There go two things in life that I don`t wanna see Me not believin in Christ; my kids die befo` me And I promise you this - if the shit is sweet or if the shit gets deep, from the valley to the beat They say I went pop, and I lost my streets The only thing that is pop, is me with this heat And I pop wine bottles and pop fine models and pop off sparks from the shells that`s hollow I like nice parties, I got the new Bugotti It`s gutted out white with the candy-apple body Haters can`t see me, cause haters don`t like me We two different players: I`m gator, you Nike Accept that player, can`t help that player I don`t care if you just sit there player Nigga youse a lame you ain`t even in the game Youse a bitch in the stands, stickin on a man [Chorus] [Tela] Hey yo, understand me I`m at yo` door with yo` keys Tearin up yo` shit on the flo` where she bleeds I`m diggin through your couch cause I`m lookin for the cheese Nigga this the South, there`s some shit off in the breeze I tell a bitch quick, aiy you`re fuckin or leave And I don`t give shit, but I gots to receive I lays it flat like this, I got mouths to feed I`m the captain of the team, so I`m to the extreme Hmm, so hold it in if you`re feelin calicay or feel the breeze from the wind from the holes in your Escalade I sho` hate it, you`re outdated Expirated, deleted, for fuckin with the greatest I know you`re feelin calicocky and swoll (oh) But don`t get yourself rowdy and cold (oh) Oh young nigga gonna call me like Gonna find his ass, split to fuck with the pipes Keep playin aight? [Chorus] - 4X [Tela] Uhh, so throwed Uhh, so throwed Bye bye hater.. y`know?
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