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, aiyyo game, what they do, boi? it's dj khaled, i got my black and red jordan retro 6's on, i'm all about gettin money, i love glorifyin my hard work, poppin bottles, shit them hoes love it too, this dj khaled, we the best, aiyyo game, red nation {red nation}, all i know is bottles and rockin j's, bottles and rockin j's, bottles and rockin j's, bottles and rockin j's, bitches and gettin money, bitches and gettin money, bitches and gettin money, bitches and gettin money, bottles and rockin j's, bottles and rockin j's, bottles and rockin j's, bottles and rockin j's, bitches and gettin money, bitches and gettin money, bitches and gettin money, bitches and gettin money, aiyyo game i wanna talk right now. i wanna let niggaz know what know. all i know is how to smash on everybody record and do what i do, and make somebody have to go and get a hearse, yo, game i don't really give a fuck if it's your record, and you my brother, my nigga look i gotta rhyme first, see the way i comin, how i do the game, ask somebody, you gotta know you gotta need a nurse, let me bang 'em with another killa, then we put a couple bottles on the chiller, kill 'em with another verse, everybody see the way i be goin and goin, how i do it? niggaz don't even be knowin, but then again, yes they do be knowin how i be bangin in every shit i be givin you, all the heat i be packin and i be - showin off, with all this money, you know where i'm headin, and i'm gonna get the jordan's the patent leather 11's, they really bangin all the way down to the bedding, and i get a couple pair with all this money i be gettin, and i kill 'em with the bop, see the way a nigga steppin, and we pop bottles and we rock j's, and respect the way i do it 'fore i hit you with the weapon, don't be spillin liquor all over my shit, give me a second, dayum! anyway. see we gotta get it up, prol'ly fill a model up, lemme rev a bottle up, lemme see everybody put your liquor bottles up, {m-m-m-maybach music} let's go!, bitches, i'm gettin money, bottles and rockin chains, money like i'm lebron, my whip collection insane, suicidal thoughts, highway to heaven, ridin like a boss, condominium in the clouds, 60 gs' a month, fifty floors, marble walls, pictures of boston george, bitches snortin blow, fuckin fast and cookin dope, sanctify, bally shoes, audemars, franck muller, that chopard, my new bitches must minage, i'm a g, bottles and rockin j's, smokin and sippin spades, pistol tucked in my louie, up like i'm wade, nigga don't do lebron's, kobe up on the weekend, jordan's monday through friday, especially when i'm freakin, them cool grays, that's monday, them space jams, that's tuesday, them spike lee's on wednesday, 23 in my benz -, you know i love them 6s', especially on my bitches, 13s' and them spandex on thursday, it's yo' birthday, and friday i ain't lyin, king of diamonds i'm in heaven, redbone pussy poppin on my black and red 11's, patent leather when i step in, you know what i'm reppin, s-double o w-double o, black number fo's, i ain't get it from the store, bus' know, that. i put footprints in them couches, i put so much in my two-step, put on fo' my city, i ain't got no choice but to rep, i put straight shots, in they hand, make pretty girls do the ugly face, and they just put my song on, move back, i need dougie space, like ay! ay! then it's right back to my muggin face, nigga said put the weed out, bbm, you buggin face, we walked in, one sum'n, bottles pop like we won sum'n, raise a glass for err'body that's done, no grind, no shine, dress code, we pay no mind, cargos and j's on, they let son/sun in, no blinds, all i drink is my shit, stop playin - youtube, but tonight we on that red berry and cranberry - soo-woo, and i'm smokin on that purp, sippin on that purp, i came in this bitch, wit some niggaz that will murk, and we ain't 'bout all that talkin, you a dead man walking, stomp a nigga ass out, in these number 4 jordan's, got a scope, on the barrel, that's a hammer witta camera, hollow tips nigga, tip a nigga like a dancer, i don't know nuttin' but bitches and gettin money, blood gang, kill a nigga in public, young tunechi!, shoot a nigga ass up, then it's deuces, head shots, that fuckin vest is so useless, yeaaaah! yo chuck, fuck these niggaz!, you know who, p-i-ru, killer bees nigguh!, whaow! young mula baaaaay-baaaaay!,Song details
Artist: game, the