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Robb Bank$ Reddy4u

[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah, yea, yea, yea, yea, yeah, yeah
You know I have to do that every time
I really be trying to catch the beat, warm you up
You know, warm it up (Guns up, guns up)
Come here (Guns up)
Warm you up, baby
Yeah, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea

[Verse 1]
Nigga I done hopped up, jumped fresh up out that bed
Then I popped one, geekin', jumpin' out the gym
Like my SSET done
I bust her once and then I throw her away, like a [?]
Gangster party, sticks up, mops up
Boss of the family, I'm big Gotti, the top one
I'm at that Bada Bing, and I got a few tings ready to pop son
Sopranos, when I'm in my bathrobe
If the cops come, I'm shootin' at them
Then call my attorney like I dropped somethin'
Drop the Addy like it's Castlevania and Dracula
Bad man up in this with the tough top rapper
I know where Eric B. at like Rakim Allah
I just spoke to Rocky, he said "Always strive and prosper"
God damn, you would never think that you saw
I'm a grown man, and I got grown bodies on the floor
I'm on four Xans, but I'm never slippin', I'm in charge
I'm the big 430, green-hearted, SSET boss

[Chorus]
They not ready for you
They not, they not, they not ready for you
They not ready for you
They not, they not, they not ready for you
They not ready for you
They not, they not, they not ready for you
They not ready for you
They not, they not, they not ready for you

[Verse 2]
Uh, sit upon it, balance upon it, yeah
Broke off the cut broke off the dick, yeah
Sit upon it, balance upon it, yeah
Punani tight, punani slim, yeah
[?] how did we get this f..cked?
[?] how did we get this f..cked?
[?] how did we get this f..cked?
[?]
Pussy make me wanna come home, bae
You and me alone, take off your [?] and I drop off my bone
Shake it up and down, baby shake it like a dog
Took her to the bathroom, I ain't take her on a walk (Yeah)
Who would really die for you, who would really spar
You know the only answer's me, don't question your first thought
I know that falling in love with me wasn't no walk in the park
Who's gon' make you shake your knees and curl your toes apart
I am, I am (Yeah, yea, yea)
I am (Yeah, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yeah)
I am, I am, I am
I am, I am, I am


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