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, i got frenemies, got a lot of frenemies, got so many people tryna drain me off this energy, tryna take away from a nigga, playing with the money, pray for these nigga's, drop a bitch at the mall, tell her buy what she want, i got a condo, i only spent a night in it once, rappers talking sideways in their interviews, they just tryna stay on flow like a in a tube, i might drop a mixtape cause i'm in the mood, probably get my dick sucked, what you mad at a nigga for, i don't get it, your running out of time lil homie, the clock ticking, i think i want a r&b girl tonight, i'm a that's a early flight, red light special and your chick get served, sign on the door say do not disturb, i got frenemies, got a lot of frenemies, got a lot people tryna drain me off this energy, tryna take away from a nigga, playing with the bread, pray for a nigga, nigga, nigga you don't want no problems with me, i put money on your head that's a hobby to me, i pull up and fill the hotel lobby with freaks, your girl sneaking out the crib just to party with me, last night i met a thottie with a college degree, so i let her give me braing, said she smarter than me, what you mad at a nigga for, i don't get it, i could trade in my ferrari for a hundred honda civic's, and get one of them bitches to, all of my bitches then, put that shit on twitter for ya, just to say i did it, hollup, champagne for my guest, dj khalid on the speakerphone, tell em we the best, smoking energy, smoking on some energy

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Artist: juicy j