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Yeah we see you bust a bottle at your little table stunting**lf**And we coming by the bar get the fucking up your fronting**lf****lf**Pressure on ''em**lf**We putting pressure on ''em**lf**We putting pressure on ''em**lf**We putting pressure on ''em**lf****lf**Okay we see you in your Phantom acting cocky with your misses**lf**Yeah you balling till you see us pull up in nine of them bitches putting**lf****lf**Pressure on ''em**lf**We putting pressure on ''em**lf**We putting pressure on ''em**lf**We putting pressure on ''em**lf****lf**When we do this shit now tell me why is you competing**lf**When I be that type of nigga that get money when I''m sleeping**lf**And when I''m farting and shitting I cop countries on the weekend**lf**So ambitious my accountants cop continents when I''m eating for me**lf**Bussa Buss the most dominant, start retreating**lf**Beat the street up, shit be sounding remarkable**lf**When I''m speaking homie**lf**Huge rechargeable batteries, bitch I''m tweaking, only**lf**Short circuit electric chair bolteses every feature Coly**lf**Like I''m short for breath drowning in money rushes**lf**Fuck a blunt bitch I''m inhaling mufflers and smoke from buses**lf**I defend my money like soldiers I come to punish**lf**Defense mechanism from infections, the way that BUSS IS**lf**Ain''t no fucking around, I''m fronting, Get it?**lf**As for getting this bread I''m like vomit so disgusting with it**lf**Here''s my other alias, don''t forget it, call me Snow-blower**lf**Blowing this bread like its nothing with it**lf****lf**Yeah we see you bust a bottle at your little table stunting**lf**And we coming by the bar get the fucking up your fronting**lf****lf**Okay, Weezy F Baby man I gotta put the pressure on ''em**lf**Young Money the special team, we so Devin Hester on ''em**lf**Right up on your girls lips, got my dick resting on ''em**lf**Soon as they woke up, it came and left it on ''em**lf**Swag with no effort on em, quicker than a leopard on ''em**lf**If he got beef watch me sprinkle salt and pepper on ''em**lf**No Spinderella just plenty metal for any fellow**lf**Semi settle everything for me and everything for me**lf**Smoking on that G13 and everything funny**lf**Specially y''all bitchass niggas, kiss-ass niggas**lf**Blood gang 6 flags niggas, no rollercoaster**lf**Real shit we hold the bread the hoes hold the toasters**lf**Young Casanova, I bend their asses over**lf**She say my dick stronger than a six pack of Cola**lf**Man I''m so fly I got arachnophobia**lf**Pressure bust pipes, but Weezy bust twice**lf**Hahaha**lf****lf**Yeah we see you bust a bottle at your little table stunting**lf**And we coming by the bar get the fucking up your fronting