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Tycoon
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I'm a tycoon, money stand like 5-2 We're the bad bitch, and she stand in there like 5-2
Play with gang, nigga, we gon' pull up, find you
Hold on, mind you, you gotta watch who the * rhymes with
And we rhyme with switches, it like four of them bitches time, too
You might have a wreck when them glitches get behind you
Red like the devil, then I let her get beside you
On the air, ho, keep saying, pull up, let me ride you
It like six of them, no missing him
Riding in a fishbowl, today we tryna fish for him
I be with Cripp and them, 4-5 make me have a * limp
Every time I leave your ho, she tell me like she Mr. Pimp
Cripp at the shine camp, we don't get ran down, nigga
We do all the bumping, let me put you on the street, ho
Since you doing all that *
Let me put you on the TV show since you doing all that plucking
Down the spot, do need some deodorant, cause they be getting too much then
All them pounds up in this bitch, let all the sound up in this bitch
Whole town know where we at, a thousand rounds up in this bitch
I like high C, give me head, won't put a crown up on that bitch
I know all these ho *, my thumb down on all them bitches
Nigga pussy, lucky he ain't have a pole, I would've took it
The issue pushing, nigga, what you got some smoke, I see you looking
This a footlet, lay the whole house down, nigga, I ain't no Ricky
For a minute, my life was going bad, like a nigga had my bucket in
Like a nigga had put a spell on me, but I don't do no voodoo hoes
Put a couple moves, now I got more cheese than the blue
Still up on the block, kicking * like I know Judo hoes
He don't know I know his bitch, he eat her in a Super Soca
I'm a tycoon, money stand like fire to her
We're the bad bitch, and she standing there like fire to her
Play with game, nigga, we gon' pull up, find you
I don't mind you, you gotta watch who the * around you
And we ride with switches, it like four of them bitches tying two
You might have a wreck when them glitches get behind you
Red like the devil, but not let us get beside you
On the air, ho keep saying, pull up, let me ride you
On the block with real man eaters, they choose any boss
I ain't even gotta tell them, get on point, they on that car
Hit your ho from the back, grabbing a ass cheat like Hunderboss
Send her to the street, no problem to me, she know I'm a doona guy
Don't ride down the street, we hit that bitch, now you hit pull apart
If you make it inside, that bitch about this on the boulevard
APL bitch, we top shot her, everybody got a foreign car
Slap a box on the back of that Jeep, turn that bitch to a foreign car
You put a L after them two B's, turn that ho to a foreign thot
And I'm drinking on tough * thicker than cheese, look like I'm pouring tonight
Don't play when I got them hit around me, I think they were born hot
Bitch, I pop a Erkin, put in work, I don't go to sleep till four o'clock
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