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Aye, I don' came up out dat storm and it was cold
I got f*ck niggas round this bih get breakin' the code
All this ice on me got Montclair all over my coat
Best believe yo bitch onna go she gonna go
Yea, I got what you want lil' nigga, you already know
Yea, I say f*ck these scram ass hoes, I'm feelin' bold
Yea, I got a bad ass bih you see her on the front of Vogue
Yea, I got ten key by the pound got big boy loads
Big boy load
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(And it was cold)
(They breakin' the code)
(...)
(She gonna go)
(Oh yeah)
(You already know)
(I'm feelin' bold)
(Front of Vogue)
(Big boy load)