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Plottin'

Kool Keith, Big Sche Eastwood
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I fall up in the club with my amigos They call me big money cause I walk slow I know they plottin', these hoes want my pesos Got a bank roll, pimp's pole First things first, side jobs and, beats all the papis With 6 figures, Nextel, Beamers, and slick cocky They throwin' money off the stage, frontin' like Willie Beamen I seen it, the thoroughbred, dope boy clique The untamed shit, you actin' gully with your money Then we gon' take it, and not close to breakin' the law We breakin' your balls, we rakin' Your pockets, that's not gold diggin' Just in the right place when your hair went dummy I'm a freak by night, drawers master from Tampa 3, 4 Million stashed in the hamper Fuck that, she might wanna hop in the back of the camper I need some answers, no time for bitches dressin' like grandma Pina Colada, you can order enchilada, call me dada Cadillac spin off till the rims fall off I might get out with a sawed off, I usually saw legs off I fall up in the club with my amigos They call me big money cause I walk slow I know they plottin', these hoes want my pesos Got a bank roll, pimp's pole I fall up in the club with my amigos They call me big money cause I walk slow I know they plottin', these hoes want my pesos Got a bank roll, pimp's pole There's a saying never trust a big butt and a smile Still blinded by the booty, now his bank account's out Shame shame, young pimpin' didn't you know? That's what happens when you open to a ho you don't know Ill-fated, you can call it what you want, lil' dirty But if a nigga gon' offer, I refuse to be dirty I met this brother in the club, didn't care 'bout what he was sayin' Just give me some bread, give me some bread while I be chillin' Chillin' in the back of the club like a fat mack Blunts laced with coke, these hoes like that I'm a villain, so I wear shades Spittin' game to the maids, introduce 'em to the trade See the craft is a secret we admit only the chosen Just sign over your soul, we'll leave the check open Blind bitches, you want paper, come get it Once I buy that pussy it's mine, I don't split it I fall up in the club with my amigos They call me big money cause I walk slow I know they plottin', these hoes want my pesos Got a bank roll, pimp's pole I fall up in the club with my amigos They call me big money cause I walk slow I know they plottin', these hoes want my pesos Got a bank roll, pimp's pole I fall up in the club with my amigos I fall up in the club with my amigos I fall up in the club with my amigos They call me big money cause I walk slow I know they plottin' I fall up in the club with my amigos I fall up in the club with my amigos I fall up in the club with my amigos They call me big money cause I walk slow I know they plottin'