[Intro: Red Cafe]
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Drug lord
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Theyre calling me a drug lord
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(Brooklyn, Flatbush)
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Drug lord
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(2007)
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Look
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(ShakeDown)
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[Verse 1: Red Cafe]
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Cash, cash, I gets hella cash
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Shawty dont judge me, I might fuck you fast
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Then get out of Dodge, hop in my Dodge
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Camaro, Fidel Castro, look
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Cocaine connect, now what Im known as
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Believe I dropped a few burbs, where your zone at?
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Believe I push hella pounds where your town at
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And bet I press the chopper right where your frown at
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What your life like? Nigga, mine real
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That Rollie you wearin foolery, nigga, mine real
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Im selling narcotics, so you know how come
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Im still balling on niggas without an album
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I aint out here preachin like if Im Malcom
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Im hella dirty in these streets, 730
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ShakeDown, bitch, smoke till my lungs black
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Only question I ask, “Fuck is my ones at?”
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Fuck what these hoes doing, fuck who these hoes screwing
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Put that ho in the street, lets get this dough moving
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I slam Cadillac doors, whip, whip city then ice that crack gold
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[Hook: Red Cafe]
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Hello, hello, Im mean, motherfucker
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Hello, hello, Im mean, motherfucker
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Hello, hello, Im mean, motherfucker
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I know they wanna be me, motherfucker
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Hello, hello, Im mean, motherfucker
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Hello, hello, Im mean, motherfucker (2 Chainz)
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Hello, hello, Im mean, motherfucker (Hello)
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I know they wanna be me, motherfucker (yeaaaah)
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[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
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Hair weave kill em, rearrange her hairdo
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Im motherfuckin real and that just aint you
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Im up on appeal for killing the Pro Tools
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And niggas know my religion is tru
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Horseshoes, curfew niggas, consort with killers
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Lil niggas is gassed up, its time to burp you, niggas
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See, every day is a weekend, we spend
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Money on the strong pack, you niggas is weaklins
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Catch me on one, two, five and the wheat Timbs
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Gucci hoodie on, look like a tall-ass Rakim
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Im a dread-head, rocking with the redhead
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Im from College Park where the feds tap a dead cell
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Smoke Cool Js, back-to-back LL
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You need clientele just so you can rock bail
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Yeah, used to trap by a school zone
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ATL, I had crack in my school clothes
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Got into it with my car until the roof gone
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Catch up, you too far back in the Grey Poupon
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They say Im a hoodlum in some new clothes
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Hello, goodbye, I need some new hoes
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[Hook]
