[Amil]
Oh shhhh
Yo Jon-John this track is crazy

[Jon-John]
You know how i do
Browntown, Roc-A-Fella

[Amil]
Where my ballers at?  Where my thugs at?
Where my fellows at?
Where my coins at?  Where my bitches at?
Where my ladies at?
Where my ballers at?  Where my thugs at?
Where my fellows at?
Where my coins at?  Where my bitches at?
Where my ladies at?

Let me know what tha deal, keep it real
If you wanna build
Ain't nothing wrong with a roughneck
Rockin' dirty Timbs, baggy jeans, and a nice chest
What you do on the low?
You Bling-
The Black Flame lyrics

I am words, I am speaking
I never heard my comclusion
Lost in my confusion
In illusion
Lost inside the picture frame
I'm not to blame
I didn't see the black flame
I'm not ashamed
It's poetry the black flame
I'm rearranged
It's changing me the black fla
bling
You's a thug for sure, I want ice cold ice, hit me off
Wanna break me off, you gotta break me off
Break me off

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However you wanna get down
I can get down, baby, like you get down
You know I don't play around
If you got diamonds, maybe we can get down
However you wanna get down
I can get down, baby, like you get down
You know I don't play around
If you got diamonds, maybe we can get down, get down

Can I live?  Let me live, you want me
Then you gotta give
I'm a bad girl, such a bad girl
Not a hot girl, but a rock girl
Drive a drop girl
Hair is done, 
Better lyrics

Get it right
My last word sins
I taste it now
Omission wins
For keeping down
My better side
I still ignore
And try to hide
So get out
The easy word
Will never slip
I brought it down
To take the lip
Don't need to know
Don't have to feel
Your better side
body's right
You wanna touch cause I'm just that tight
We can roll, we can stroll but I gotta let you know
I ain't giving out without doe

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So if you wanna get with me
Then diamonds is what I need
You are what I need
And if you want to make me happy
Then give me some of your cream
Give it to me baby, give it to me, give it to me

[Amil]
Rap:
Uh huh, yeah
Amilliyon, Major Coins
Uh
It be the brokest niggas always talking shit
I don't even notice niggas who can't offer shit
What that look like, a broke nigga flossin this
Major Coin, meaning high costing bitc
I Feel Good lyrics

Wo! I feel good, I knew that I wouldn't of
I feel good, I knew that I wouldn't of
So good, so good, I got you

Wo! I feel nice, like sugar and spice
I feel nice, like sugar and spice
So nice, so nice, I got you

When I hold you in my arms
I know that I
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Only a baller in fact can keep me in the minks
To the small of my back, I'm just keeping it real
Letting y'all know from the gate, no papes, no scrapes
You ain't hungry for it, no plates
Mother fucker you'll get clowned first
Treat you like a corner scrub slinging an ounce of dirt
Think about it, what sound worse?
Telling my Coins you broke, or you drowned the purse?
See only official bitches wifey of a rich nigga
A smart bitch, fuck with no trick niggas
Them grimy bitches fuck with stick niggas
And a dumb bitch just fuck you for your dick nigga

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