Parlay

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I got dope! Bap!

Grand Hustle nigga (Hustle Gang nigga!)

Yeah yeah yeah! Bap! (Hey! Hey!)

Get dough or die nigga (broke niggaz eat your heart out!)

G.D.O.D. nigga (okay bruh)

Ay! Hey!



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Yeah, ay never mind that blahzay-blahzay, all we do is parlay

All we do is parlay, all we do is parlay

Ferrari Maserati riders, all we do is parlay

All we do is parlay, all we do is parlay

We livin every day like Friday, all we do is parlay

All we do is parlay, all we do is parlay

Just ask them hoes they know about us, all we do is parlay

All we do is parlay, say all we do is parlay



Got Maybachs on they block and a watch, tanktop, two chains

Snapbacks and cargos; them racks I got carloads

My flow sick, got parvo, my swag on retardo

A bunch of G's when we ride hoe, we live no Apollo

Got strippers, got star hoes, we talk shit, swallow spit

In mansions and condos, they quick to swallow dick

Fly G-4 to the West coast, under palm trees poppin Dom P

With a hazel-eyed big blonde weave that got a jungle booty, Jumanji

All I do is wake up, cake up, smear these bitches makeup

In them new Margiela flavors in Montego Bay, Jamaica

Hundred karat chain, solitaire, no Pavé

Never mind they blahzay-blahzay, all we do is parlay



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Yeah, yeah, yeah

Ay thug, got me leanin to my left, fake as hell

I be saggin like a thug, buy a hoe the Louis belt

The whole clique, throwin ten, I can do that by myself

My sound ground, they be alien and don't know it like they live[?]

I get my cash straight out K truck, nigga wanna try me

I'ma hit big cuz ASAP, he gon' drive the fever

Make it failin like it stay flake[?]

Nigga we'll get you well-done,

and stay away, the bumpin with my kayfabe[?]

My house stay where the lake stay, Benz seat where my ass stay

I'm makin plays on a good day and only parlayin on a bad day

My Red Bottoms say CL, Benz coupe say CL

Sharp than they two hill[?], oops, now we three hills[?] bitch!



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Ay, all I do is parlay, I do everything the star way

I got bitches fuckin with me, pussy sweeter than a parfait

Sell all of my parquet[?] at the other end of Parkway

Nigga try me and I'll make that chopper sing like a Bar-Kay

All I do is parlay, all I do is parlay

I been gettin money so I'm callin Target "Targét"

All of the bitches go our way, I'm killin these niggaz the bar way

You can't be a nigga they say is a dog unless they referrin to Shar-Peis

Me and that Gucci won't part ways, bitch I be fresh as a fool (fool)

These are the brooks in my forte,

sometimes I be dressed in the cool (cool)

I know I be winnin cause suckers be constantly tryin

to catch up with my mood (mood)

Sit back and watch while I turn up a notch, just [?] just what I do (do)



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