[Intro: Juicy J]
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Swaggeroni
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Trippy niggas
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Lets get ratchet
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[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa, Juicy J]
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Im loadin up and Im ridin out, they talkin shit, but they hidin out
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Real niggas know what Im talkin bout
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Im loadin up and Im ridin out, they talkin shit, but they hidin out
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Real niggas know what Im talkin bout
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Im loadin up and Im ridin out, they talkin shit, but they hidin out
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Real niggas know what Im talkin bout
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Im loadin up and Im ridin out, they talkin shit, but they hidin out
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Real niggas know what Im talkin bout (Trippy, Trippy, Trippy, turn up)
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[Verse 1: Juicy J]
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Rack after rack, I got the sack
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Geeked up off beans, pack after pack (Yeah, ho)
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Stay with the nina, two cups and a zip
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Juicy dont fight, I just empty the clips (Yeah, ho)
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Blowin like cash, high off the gas
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Pay twenty stacks and they run up and blast (Yeah, ho)
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Next time you see him, his face on the shirt
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Next time car he ride in, stretch limo hearse (Yeah, ho, he gone)
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See why you niggas mad, nigga, that to me, you so cash, nigga (Bitch)
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Stuffed in a Louis bag, nigga (Bitch), Juicy J be that nigga (Ho)
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Big bag of that stank killer (Cash), codeine in my drink, killer (Dash)
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Most niggas be lyin sayin they is but aint killers (Pussies)
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Nigga wanna play with me, Ima break him off
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Get my youngins, theyll do it, Ima break em off (Get em)
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Theyll gon get on your ass, then they flyin takin off (Get em)
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Nigga, we gon take a life before we take a loss
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[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa, Juicy J]
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Im loadin up and Im ridin out, they talkin shit, but they hidin out
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Real niggas know what Im talkin bout
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Im loadin up and Im ridin out, they talkin shit, but they hidin out
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Real niggas know what Im talkin bout
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Im loadin up and Im ridin out, they talkin shit, but they hidin out
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Real niggas know what Im talkin bout
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Im loadin up and Im ridin out, they talkin shit, but they hidin out
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Real niggas know what Im talkin bout (Hahaha, uh)
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[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
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My diamonds sing like Ray J, homie, every days a payday
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Rollin up that KK, now its goin down like mayday
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All my niggas be chillin, stackin money to the ceilin
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Used to smokin out the parkin lot, now we ownin a buildin, ooh
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Used to tell them niggas I was gon be here, but they aint really understand
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Now they see me in that brand new ‘Rari and start to think Im the man
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Now my jeans cost a grand, now my shows fill the stands
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Now they see that Im ballin cause of how they bring in them bands, ooh
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Now a nigga be tourin, now my money be foreign
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All my niggas be scorin, section very important
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Im cakin up, you fakin up, Im rollin weed when Im wakin up
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Instead of talkin shit and try to hate on us, just grab a joint and come bake with us
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[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa, Juicy J, Chris Brown]
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Im loadin up and Im ridin out, they talkin shit, but they hidin out (Fuck nigga)
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Real niggas know what Im talkin bout (Hahaha, uh)
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Im loadin up and Im ridin out, they talkin shit, but they hidin out (Man)
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Real niggas know what Im talkin bout
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Im loadin up and Im ridin out, they talkin shit, but they hidin out
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Real niggas know what Im talkin bout
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Im loadin up and Im ridin out, they talkin shit, but they hidin out
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Real niggas know what Im talkin bout (Look, okay, okay)
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[Verse 3: Chris Brown]
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Frontpage, Im on the news, nigga call me a dropout (Ah)
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Real nigga, one hunnid, never needin no copout (Nah)
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Diamonds on my chain just pop off (Ow), you already know what Im bout (Haha)
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Got bad bitches from overseas (Yeah), but I need a big ass from the south (Ow)
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Look at us, we made it (Yeah), bottles up in the air now
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Twenty-five racks a night (Uh), give a fuck about sweatin your hair out (Yeah)
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Gettin trippy man with some frisky things (Yeah), I am the shit and you niggas anus
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If I mention yall, Ima make you famous, but you still aint nothin, Im stainless
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We famous, anythin you want right now, baby girl, just name it
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And Ima get real deep in the pussy, the number one nigga, aint no need for replacement
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Gettin in my spaceship, Im high as a bitch, fly as a bitch
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Okay, Juicy J and Wiz, every day we do this shit
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[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa, Juicy J]
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Im loadin up and Im ridin out, they talkin shit, but they hidin out
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Real niggas know what Im talkin bout
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Im loadin up and Im ridin out, they talkin shit, but they hidin out
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Real niggas know what Im talkin bout
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Im loadin up and Im ridin out, they talkin shit, but they hidin out
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Real niggas know what Im talkin bout
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Im loadin up and Im ridin out, they talkin shit, but they hidin out
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Real niggas know what Im talkin bout
