forget all your worries, push it to the side
all that should be sticking is the sweat on your thighs
forget all your worries, push it to the side
all that should be sticking is the sweat on your thighs
tell that prada it don't mean nothing (nada)
aint no chain gonna sell you something
i wear my rings even when i'm in the house
everybody wanna picture of me now
spending all them golden coins all out in the elby
all the cush we're smokin' got me floating in the lobby
right left right left watching papers go
but all i really wanna do is drop it down low

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