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relate. Boys get Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib. This is how it is, this is how we live. Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches. Verse 2 A$AP Nast. Tool on my waist, shades on my face. Money in the bank
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. Title Crack. Artist 2 Chainz. Hey Jack, start that beat from the ti'nop. Yeah, . Based on a T. R. U. Story, . Started from the trap, now I rap. No matter where I'm at, I got crack. Started from t
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. I'm bustin all over this bitch, while your girl cums. Down with the Two-One-Fifth, Illadelph, Dy-Nast'. Are-double-O-T-S, no need to remind us. You're far behind us, tryin to high beam, blind us
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back, gettin' that, word to gat. The most coatable, a number two of niggas. When there's a show to do. You know the true, Official Nast niggas I blow a hole in you. I'm selli'n tracks not cracks, you
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in your leg so {Ladies and gentlemen} It's going on right now. Official nast' don't be playin' around, we lay it down. Dead you, for the whole win, leave you frozen. Crime scene reporter snap shots
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. Point blank range, I take aim, blow your brain out the frame. Eight shots'll touch ya, spit ya physical structure Motherfucker this is lyrical destruction. Path of disaster face Nast, comin' at cha full
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. I'm bustin all over this bitch, while your girl cums. Down with the Two-One-Fifth, Illadelph, Dy-Nast'. Are-double-O-T-S, no need to remind us. You're far behind us, tryin to high beam, blind us
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Mecca and Etch-a-Sketch ya. Shake and erase, vacation your space, breakin' your face. Straighten your waist, twist you, and won't miss you Official Nast and Killa Bee, full blast, get off smash. Pull
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whorehouse, we takin everything. We want the pussies to the diamond rings. You want the sun to shine? We want the rain to pour. Official Nast' to put your body on the floor. *BLAM BLAM* *BLAM* OH * I'M