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Little vodka and juice Yeah, yup, yup, yup Okay, alright It's time right now Go live (it's lit) Little vodka an' some juice (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Everything keep me loose (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Bitch you outta pocket, pocket rocket poppin' Pop it at your noggin', like you keep it comin' Stop it, stay on topic, shoppin' in the tropics Drop the check deposit, young and [?], yeah Sunday to Sunday, I'm doublin' the profit Hold the fuckin' phone, did this on my own Hit the bitch I'm gone, have to keep it movin' goin' way up Mix the juice and the vodka, let's get it (yeah) Cranberry Bentley, push it to the limit, through the ceiling Picture with me bitch, I'm on a milli' Know I rock the Presidential when I show out on a mission And I'ma take it up a notch, I got a motherfuckin' feelin' Yeah, London gon' make a killin' Dippin' through the city in a lo-lo I be with my dog, call him Toto Please, no fuckin' photos Nigga, win or lose, I'ma do the best yeah Pickin' through these bitches leave the rest yeah Okay, alright (yeah) It's time, right now Go live (it's lit, yeah, yeah, yeah) Little vodka an' some juice (yeah, yeah) Everything keep me loose (yeah, nah, for real) Bank, bank account loaded up with zero Poppin' Percocet in the Matrix feelin' like Neo Fully loaded chopper, I could shot you through the peephole (peephole) Never goin' out sad, beefin' 'bout a P.O Got a baddest bitch around with me, I don't even see hoe Twenty-thousand a month, my new crib ain't got a keyhole Tryna stuff my pockets with them chips like Doritos I just want the cheese like Cheeto Catch me up in traffic, my whip is immaculate I wish a nigga might try me, I promise I'm packin' it I ran the miles on all my bitches, I'm throwin', they catchin' it Magic City Monday, I be throwin' the cabbage, bitch I'm havin' it Racin' through the city, fuck the speed limit Everybody pointin' like, "Who that?" That was me in it Back to back to back to back, sittin' on 21 like a savage Me and cuz sittin' in traffic Okay, alright (yeah) It's time, right now Go live (it's lit, yeah, yeah, yeah) Little vodka an' some juice (yeah, yeah) Everything keep me loose (yeah, nah, for real)
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