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[Intro] Bam Bam La musica de Harry Fraud [Hook] White leather to the knee, we in the tropics Left hand is switching speeds I'm in the cockpit Straight from Flushing man, we known for using chopsticks Problems getting dealth with, never pop shit Hit you with the dropkick, Marty Jannetty Know I hit you with the dropkick, Marty Jannetty Know I hit you with the dropkick, Marty Jannetty Know I hit you with that dropkick, Marty Jannetty [Verse 1: Action Bronson] Rock this Shawn Kemp, kamikaze Burning cheese, Saganaki (on fire) Greek shit, whole team sick Hold bitches from Cleveland on my dick because I rap Fuck it, make it clap Throw the money in the air then pick it up I'll take that back, bitch Homie hold me down Homie throw me phony pounds The scent of dollars like some crispy garlic golden brown Letras de cancionesAddicted but ain't nothing prescripted Baby clams from Montauk, mix it up with the linguistics Bitch I'm high [Hook] [Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa] Uh, know I hit you with that hot shit Straight up off the block, roll up pot shit Niggas just don't wanna go to school Act like they are, but they not sick Money all up in my pocket, putting diamonds in everything See me out I look rich as fuck, clothes smelling like Mary Jane Ride coastal been on every plane Say these guys close, but these guys loco When they see me they non-vocal High as fuck I need bifocals Kush got me moving slo-mo Steak and eggs in my dojo It's some Gs in there Need some weed? I'm there All these cars I own, ain't no keys in there Tapping young niggas out, rolling weed out an ounce Now I got a bigger crib Repping what I live about My hair long, my weed strong, so they staring My weed strong, my money long, I ain't caring [Hook] From Letras Mania