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Jim Jones, Juelz SantanaSwa Playmaker

UHH Lets Gets It We were Hustling On The Block Now We Got Double Rs we them Nz In Them Four Hundred Thousand Dollar Cars WE GOT IT - Off the top Ima make it work Ima wake it work - In the club throwing Racks in that Motherfucka throwing UHH Its different under the stars Diamonds dancing you see me Bag different my nigga only chic for me RIRI Opa Locka my home but I traveled the globe Fucked bitches in rome Cribs in eight time zones Fell in love with the hustlе Why Im hugging the block chef like Bеninhana Whipping work in two pots now listen I keep exotic bezels rollies I got several My gang a rock group We keep that heavy metal Foreign whips foreign bitches Apetite mr chows neck lit up like Hong Kong Gold Patek Grey Poupon now Listen I don't do commercial I only fly private With manicurists and Masseuse Headed to Virgin Islands Blew a bag on ya bitch Why she blocking ya calls Had her head in the pillow While I was beating them walls What you reap with nigga I blew that shit in the mall im different That rari showed you that That cully showed you that What I got on my wrist That shit a hundred racks I know some niggas out the field Who ain't make it back Celly ringing with plays I ain't been home in days OGs told get money fuck that minimum wage Free my blood in the cage They just trying to maintain My foolies in solitary just want To blow out their brains Bunche Park to the Blues We was moving them packs And I f I ain't from Opa Locka Then what do you call that Ima hit the block and make it work Make it work make it work Ima Ima Hit the block and make it work work Swa what's good Swa Whats Poppin I know niggas in Opa Locka to ya heard I was playing in dade way before wade Since that silly nigga Jermaine was In the rain rocking suede Selling dolphins by the water Nigga right by the marina Selling crack uptown as if coke had a Medina Feeling like ace when he found Coke in the cleaners Started selling base then turned that Coke to a beamer i know niggas in Opa Locka That can still open locks And the keys that they got They can surely open shop Shorty with a 40 got them pop up Be back next summer in a Ferrari when I pop up This summer was kinda dry we Got hit with pandemic shit Didi the black Maybach with the Whole panoramic shit uggh I know the haters can't stand this shit Looking for grey poupon we in The back eating sandwiches excuse me Pardon me you got any grey poupon Got these pretty bitches on this grape uggh Hook - Ima hit the block and make it work Make it work make it work Ima Ima Hit the block and make it work work

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