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UP YO STANDARDS
Concrete Boys
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Camo!
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Yeah (ok is the hardest, I swear to God), yeah, yeah, ye, yeah, yeah, uh-huh
Yeah (we gon' be ok), yeah, yeah, ye, uh-huh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh-huh
Keep bringing it in, keep bringing it in, keep bringing it in
That bitch want my kid, I just went and put a new kit on a Benz, yeah
She want a percy, I gave her a 30, she get on her tens
You know I gotta turn my bitch up, paying for all her friends, yeah
You gotta aim a lil' higher, baby your man in the D league
He barely could get you a ticket, got you a seat in the nosebleeds
I'm riding around five percent tinted, baby who movin' as low as me (yeah)
I bought you a chain and now you glisten secrets, so they know it's me (yeah)
I gotta stick to my mission, I gotta move with it on me
I know that tryna find love in the club can get real lonely
You know I can never switch up on you, if the pressure was on me
If you leave me, baby, you'll be spendin' the rest of your life tryna clone me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ye, yeah, yeah, yeah, ye, uh-huh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ye, uh-huh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ye, uh-huh
She don't want no mans, she want do it herself (yeah)
I put a nigga on a shelf (yeah), like fuck is you saying? (yeah)
I'm packing him up, I'm sending him home, that nigga get banned (yeah)
I had to show him the way to the door wit' a gun in my hand (frrt)
Just come to me baby, just come to me baby, it's all in her plan
In the back of the Benz, I'm spreading them hundreds, I'm making a fanyeah, ha)
I got a two-stepper on me right now, so why would I dance? (Yeah, ha)
I see your man right now, so I know I got a chance (yeah, ha)
Keep bringing it in, keep bringing it in, keep bringing it in
That bitch want my kid, I just went and put a new kit on a Benz, yeah
She want a percy, I gave her a 30, she get on her tens
You know I gotta turn my bitch up, paying for all her friends, yeah
You gotta aim a lil' higher, baby your man in the D league
He barely could get you a ticket, got you a seat in the nosebleeds
I'm riding around five percent tinted, baby who movin' as low as me
I bought you a chain, and now you glisten secrets, so they know it's me (yeah)
I gotta stick to my mission, I gotta move with it on me
I know that tryna find love in the club can get real lonely
You know I can never switch up on you, if the pressure was on me
If you leave me, baby, you'll be spendin' the rest of your life tryna clone me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ye, yeah, yeah, yeah, ye, uh-huh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ye, uh-huh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ye, uh-huh
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