Released on June 11, 2012

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[Verse]

Clip on ya bitch, suck my dick for the Hell of it

Runnin' away from your problems

Don't mean that you're solving them

The rum is red, the red is rum

I just wanna cum up on your tummy, just for fun

Stick her in by, time to run

When it's all said and done, I'll be the one chillin' in London

With my cousin, not thinkin' 'bout nothin' but the motherfuckin' cash

Pass her ass to my homies, now her ass is grass

Dip really fast, it's all part of my master plan

I'm the motherfuckin' man with the cash in my hand

Haters will never understand the [?] with my left hand (Pa)

You fleein', I'm seen on the scene

With the fiends that don't give a fuck, bustin' shouts

Killin' and rippin' and dippin', I'm straight to the club

My words are like floods

Of the blood that's rollin' down your neck, better get respect

Go up and down in your bitch like elevatedness 'til I get my check


[Refrain]

Clip on ya bitch, suck my dick for the Hell of it

Clip on my bitch, suck a dick for the Hell of it

Clip on ya bitch, suck a dick for the Hell of it

Clip, fuck my bitch


[Outro]

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