A#m
Polo to the floor tho
Fm
You already know doe
A#m
It's Adamsville forreal
Fm
You see it hoe just take a photo
A#m Fm
I'm reppin' as I'm fo' door as I fo'-fo' on your bro tho
A#m Fm
Cause that do'-do' thought that he could rob a player for some dough tho
A#m
I pff- pff- pff-
Fm
Oh no, on some Allen Temple
A#m Fm
On some England manor, I'm so Mysty' Valley
A#m Fm
And I gotta couple pounds yesterday outta Cali
A#m Fm
And my bad bitch from the valley brought me brand new Bally's
A#m Fm
And I'm playin' with a no, American dream Dusty Rhodes
A#m Fm
Man, she been ridin' clean since her daddy rode on Vogues
A#m Fm
I done f**ked her in every hotelly, every hole
A#m Fm
I ain't f**ked her with my wife, but if she meet her she might be a go
A#m
Bitch don't I look dashin'
Fm
Bitch don't I look classy
Fm
Bitch don't act so sassy
A#m
I'm the-I'm the man-boo
A#m
That's with or without you
A#m Fm
To hell with what your mouth say, show me what that mouth do
A#m
I hear 'em talking hella reckless
I won't even stress
Fm
Just kill 'em softly with my presence
Won't even address it
A#m
They say it's lonely at the top, but this the best shit ever
Fm
Hey, don't you see me out here shinin'
Bitch I'm barely flexing
A#m
I hear 'em talking hella reckless
Y'all won't stress this
Fm
Just kill 'em softly with my presence
Won't even address it
A#m
They say it's lonely at the top, this the best shit ever
Fm
And even if we die today this shit gon' live forever
Live forever
A#m
Daddy Fat Saxxx, with three x's
Fm
f**k niggas hit the exit
A#m
No S is on my chest but all these diamonds got me blessed
A#m Fm
Usually I don't do this, dumb it down go stupid
A#m Fm
Since 17 been countin' M's my bank account's on goofy
A#m Fm
They say Cosby gave 'em roofies, now who knows what the truth is
A#m Fm
Chicago's full of shooters my garage is full of hoopties
A#m
Got that Southern drawl and all that
Fm
My pretty rose look like ball-bats
A#m Fm
The South got som' to say and all y'all niggas can't get y'all ball back
A#m
If I ain't a hot boy, then what it is, call Sax
Fm
Daddy Fat in it y'all, never fall back
A#m
Like clocks in the wintertime
Fm
We stay eating like it's dinnertime
A#m Fm
Been feasting and chiefing and blowing big but it ain't no reefer round
A#m
We don't know the meaning of drought cause we keep it so wet
Fm
Boi sweat now it's been a while,
A#m Fm
just speaking in general While there is no formidable, opponent, or/and nigga that want it
Pure uncut, never step on it
A#m
Line for line, dope when you want it
Fm
Mine the kind to give a nigga hope when they down and out
A#m Fm
Nigga dig a hole so deep, ain't no climbin' out
A#m
I hear 'em talking hella reckless
I won't even stress
Fm
Just kill 'em softly with my presence
Won't even address it
A#m
They say it's lonely at the top, but this the best shit ever
Fm
Hey, don't you see me out here shinin'
Bitch I'm barely flexing
A#m
I hear 'em talking hella reckless
Y'all won't stress this
Fm
Just kill 'em softly with my presence
Won't even address it
A#m
They say it's lonely at the top, this the best shit ever
Fm
And even if we die today this shit gon' live forever
Live forever
A#m
Yo hoe, listen
Just like I turned coco, my vision is pimpin'
Fm
You already know doe
A#m
So go hoe, stroll hoe for the po-po, that's my logo
Fm
Fo' sho hoe, pogo
A#m
Get down on the flo' hoe
Fm
Flo' doe
A#m
Yo hoe, listen
Just like I turned coco, my vision is pimpin'
Fm
You already know doe
A#m
So go hoe, stroll hoe for the po-po, that's my logo
Fm
Fo' sho hoe, pogo
A#m
Get down on the flo' hoe
Fm
Flo' doe
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