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Hook
I Got Money so you know you can't front on me
Sitting on dubs fron the club causing a scene
Fellas all lined up all eyes on me
I got money hope you know can't front on me
I drop the hard top in tha winta
Betta tell em lil girls who sent ya
You see they call me T6 and I'm a winna
I got em in a frenzy don't know what hit em
You can approach me yep I'm a diamond
You gotta dig real deep just too find me
My game tougher than moving mountains
I get dough 3 mil and counting
Hook
None of you hatters can break my stride
None of you haters can take my vibe
None of you hater can rock my ice
None of you haters can live my life
None of you hatters can break my stride
None of you haters can take my pride
None of you hater can rock my ice
None of you haters can live my life
I'm a boss you can tell by my posture
Lean mean in the beam of the boxture
I don't did everything that you wanta
Big stack 6 pack make you want tah
So fly to the T yup the feelin her
Feel moves feel her grooves feel her temperature
So hot so ripe very tender
Go so much swag I cud lend ya
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