Released on July 30, 2012

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You know I'm from New Orleans (know what it is)

The home of the stunnahs ([?] what it is boy)

I usually don’t partake in this type of activity (uptown what it is)

But I gotta do it at least once


[Hook]

Got the [?] on my [?] yo, [?] on my classy

Bitch I’m from the N.O., you know that I been doubted

Got VIP so crowded, they smokin’ on that loud shit

Na’tee, BMB, it’s wild when they play my shit


[Verse 1]

Man, I ain’t worrying about these hoes

Bitch I’m ballin’ like D. Rose

My whole clique got [?], and my pockets as big as my ego

[?] Mo’Nique clothes

Making chips like freedos, ‘cus me and my amigos

Live [?] everyday like guidos

Whatever is right they [?]


[?] I’m in the lady’s coupe, windows up and [?]

Niggas [?] and my life is sweet, no [?]

Got a AK clip very long and a gun range behind every home, BANG!


[Hook]


[Verse 2]

I got a few hard tops and a soft top

Front yard like a [?]

Closet like a gun show

And you niggas never [?] like a [?]

I pull up [?], niggas ya’ll drop

Which cause? Like Stevie J's [?] hoes

[?] parole in which rap niggas pose in front of Jaguars to the 6-4

[?] where a bitch go

Misplaced it, he’s missing like Casey, wait, he’s in a trunk like Caylee

[?], I thought it was a 80

Pull up and the niggas went crazy

I’m ballin’ like Jupiter [?]

[?] I’m making a flood in the club, I had a flashback to Katrina


[Hook]