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[Verse 1: Young Dolph]
Crushed ice, 2cups
Shout out to Texas, I'm still banging that screwed up
They call me [?] AKA Mr. New Stuff
[?] got the whole city juiced up
I'm on my Uncle Snoop shit, rockin blue Chucks
I jump on an instremental, and leave it broozed up
They say llife's a bitch, and it's too short
I'm riding with my young bitch, bumpin Too Short
2 IPhones, 3 prepaied
[?] for a replay
Young made n***a with them billion dollar plans
I make all of my fellaas a million dollar man

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[Verse 2: Paul Wall]
Hold up
I got 2 white bottles in 2 white cups
Getting that paper, I hit the mail like a postal truck
Posted up like [?]
[?] gon blow it all, but I damb sure know how to get it all
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Money on my mind like a bad haircut
Got these birds, chickens get [?]
[?] like King Tut
I'm throwed off, get dope with a dope chick
Take my top off, my old school [?]
I'm talking slick
Get money, quit talking shit
Me and [?] out in Vaiggis, that big paper is what I get
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I own the building, you on the leese
Me and Memphis a king devision, got a [?]
Hold up

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