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[intro]
yeah, b_tch say what’s up, i said, uh
n_gga, flip a brick
b_tch ask me what’s up, i said, uh
pimp a b_tch
diamonds in the woodgrain wheel, n_gga
n_gga, kane

[verse 1]
golden state the roster, my garage deep
floating in the foreign on massage seats
yeah, keep, keep designer on a broad feet
i been water whippin’ earl simmons, all my dawgs eat
44 bulldog, all my dawgs bite
flexin’ amg, pushin’ redline through the red light
spot a p_ssy boy with a red dot, bust a headshot
they got us in the scope, all this bread talk really fed talk
yeah, n_gga, f_ck it, get your money on
still takin’ calls on this money phone
every sunday morning, i hit maurice with the moneygram
he was major league, i’m pitchin’ softball, underhand
these n_ggas don’t understand
this ain’t for soccer mamas, this for the underground
n_ggas was the sh_t last summer and now they numbers down
rappers gettin’ jacked for they jewels, i keep that tool with me
i go makaveli on hugh’s brothers, b_tch, who the menace?

[interlude]
yeah, kane, n_gga
and i was hittin’ b_tches, i’m talkin’ ’bout
i was hittin’ r and b b_tches
when a n_gga was broke and sh_t, you know what i’m sayin’, n_gga?
you know what i’m sayin’?
platinum b_tches, you know what i mean?
b_tches on the charts, you feel me? yeah
you know what i mean, not just really big b_tches tryna get on, you know what i’m sayin’?
yeah, kane season

[verse 2]
yeah, n_gga, f_ck it, get your money on
still takin’ calls on this money phone (yo, what up?)
every sunday morning, keshia hit me with the moneygram
touchdown in the chi and make that p_ssy do the money dance
i should have a tux on in this b_tch, me and money make holy matrimony
shot caller, put them shooters on you like d’antoni
top dollar, lock me up and i make the bond, no
big baller, father, you my son like lonzo (b_tch)
entertainer with a lot of trap contacts
we pushin’ packs ’cause in this rap, it ain’t no max contracts
with fifty on a n_gga head, that’s a trap contract
and catch him with a car full and push they whole sh_t back
seats in the 600, push they whole sh_t back
i flip a flow and do a show and get the whole clique racks, b_tch
whippin’ earl simmons, all my dawgs eat
golden state the roster, my garage deep
floating in the foreign on massage seats

[outro]
yeah, see, you gotta see, n_gga, you know, you gotta understand (yeah)
i’m from gary, n_ggas ain’t used to no, no foreign cars, you know what i’m sayin’? (f_ck n_gga)
like, i remember when
when that n_gga ced came through with the
c, c230 or some sh_t, c or e class, some sh_t
i’m like “n_gga? get out that motherf_ckin’ auntie benz, n_gga”

- madlib

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