86'

Okay, okay, okay, okay

I see her

I see that

Turn me up, turn me up...

Give me some juices...

Give me some juices, kid

Come on, listen!

Le'ts go, man - for real

Aye yo, aye yo

Wood green jacket in the clapper

Catch me inside Mojito City with a stretched plump actress

Grabbin' her thong, the light-skinned Mia Long

Rich niggas way back, the bitch do John

Why would you ever wanna be here?

Guns bigger than me here

I'm like the centipede, three pair

Wallabees, first pair ferocious

Guns from Scotia, everybody know I flow like oceans

Truck little pieces, how're we gonna eat this?

I walk around fly, high, telekinesis

And my lady a well known designer who fell in line with me

And all she do is sell LV

We in the grow house, trees look alone

I built the Dutch Master train set, relax, you home

And watchin' Carmelo when the Knicks go in

I'm playing my square, I'm in the front row, my bitch roll in

That's not wifey, that's a lover

She gave me some top, but how we met, she was alone with my brother

Givin' twenty-year veteran good dick, came to my senses

Stay strong like old man in dentures

Wintertime rockin' the fox, hangin' with Bruno Mars, The Lox

Sting, yo, Nas' pops

We gettin' honeys, Rat Pack clique in my gunny

Blowin' two Ls, Ocean 11 this money

Floss stays coolin' on them horses

Hoppin' over logs, long Polo boots, ownin' them Porsches

Maxin' king, everything Gucci

Just like the suits I play Saturday to stay in Jacuzzis

Brother Man, I'm floatin' to mother lands

And came back with ounces of gold, wrapped aside, rubber bands

Hangin' in McCormick & Schmitz

Doin' my OG thing, slangin' some 'caine in the mix

I'll be flying to the islands when it's cold outside

Matching furs, his and hers, got matching black cars

On my life, livin' right, baby... love is no limit

Life's good either way... long as you in this

Yeah...

Yo, be easy Chef

Word up, next year, man

You can have it, man

The whole year, you heard?

Twenty years of rap, nigga

Professionally

Logistically

Scientifically

It's real

Ice H20

You already know

And we ain't stop

We ain't never gon' stop

Real... real, real... real

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