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I mean like
I gotta be like the pioneer to this s**t, you know
I was popping that Cristal
When all y'all ni***z thought it was beer and s**t, you know
Wearing that platinum s**t
When all y'all chicks thought it was silver and s**t
I got to be the pioneer of this s**t
Bottom line
I'm going to show you how to do it
Check it

[Verse One:]

I spit that other s**t
That's the nice m**********are s**t
Fed time follow me around, deep cover s**t n***a
You beer money, I'm all year money
I'm popping, you ain't got to count it, it's all there money
I never change money 'cause n****s got strange money
Knocked up, marked up, f****d up in the game money
I got bail money, xxl money
You got flash now, one time we'll reveal money
I spit the hottest s**t, you need it I got it s**t
That down South Master P, Bout It Bout It s**t
I got blood money, straight up thug money
That brown paper bag under your mattress drug money
You got show dough, little to no dough
Sell a bunch of records and you still owe dough
I got 900 and 96 plus 4 more dough
You crazy, you full gazy, and loco with dough papo

[Chorus: (4x)]

Imaginary Players

[Verse Two:]

And now you got these young cats acting like they slung cats
All in they dumb rap, talking about how they funds stack
When I see them in the street, I don't see none of that
Bad playboy, where the f**k is the hummer at?
Where is all the ice with all the platinum under that?
Those ain't rolex diamonds, what the f**k you done to that?
Y'all rapping-a** n****s, y'all funny to me
Selling records, being you but still you want to be me
I guess for every buck you make it's like a hundred for me
And still you running around thinking you got something on me
But I done did it
And y'all want to take my flow, and run with it
That's cool, I was the first one with it
Original, jiggas the future flow digital
Still busting a gat when she gets critical
Sit it down, I don't want y'all to get it confused
I rip it down, like I ain't got nothing to lose


[Verse Three:]

Groupies I leave them all f****d
N****s - all struck
Your single was 99 cents, mines was 4 bucks
Last year, when n****s thought it was all up
But this year I've done it again, jigga!
What the f**k
n***a stop whining, jigga, still shining
n****s kept complaining so I copped more diamonds
Rock more Versace, ain't nothing sweet
I still throw t'ree in your body, fleeing the party
Y'all can't go with me, nope, flow with me
Bet 50, not dollars either I brought some dough with me
I flow like the 5 series, in various areas
And blow holes in your weak n****s theories
It's funny how one verse can f**k up the game
You bought a 4. 0 you better get your change
Ain't no platinum in those Cartiers, switch your frame
Ain't no manicures on board, then switch your plane


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