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Whip, whip, whip Standing in the kitchen, man, I'm whipping up my wrist Tattoos on my neck, tattoos on my chest Riding through the hood and I feel like I'm the best My plug hear my phone and he 'bout to bring the rest Riding in the hood and you know that I finesse Fudgy on the rim so you know a nigga flex Bad yellow bone bitch, she say she want Soulja Boy Riding in that Rover, boy, with that baking soda, boy Everybody know that ass big, gonna cash out everything Step inside the mall and my jeweler get me every chain Every ring, everything, Versace on my team I be in the club every night, you know I'll make it rain Mr. Miyagi, Mr. Miyagi, Mr. Miyagi Mr. Miyagi, Mr. Miyagi, Mr. Miyagi Mr. Miyagi, Mr. Miyagi, Mr. Miyagi Mr. Miyagi, Mr. Miyagi, Mr. Miyagi Mr. Miyagi, Mr. Miyagi, Mr. Miyagi Mr. Miyagi, Mr. Miyagi, Mr. Miyagi Mr. Miyagi, Mr. Miyagi, Mr. Miyagi Mr. Miyagi, Mr. Miyagi, Mr. Miyagi Wax on, wax off, wax on, wax off Call on my plug, tell him bring me that lean Letras de cancionesI be promethazine and I'm leaning on codeine All these Actavis bricks, you been watching me Niggas watching me but I be steady flee I be steady jugging shit, I get everything for free Millionaire status even when I'm in the street Diamond chain on my neck that cost me 30 keys Young Dre, I got bitches all over seas From Letras Mania