Subtract da Top - Lil Keke, Lil' Keke feat. Woody Mane

This goes out to all the hustlin niggas

Who get up and get it everyday

258 365, let’s get it

713, Young gun in here

I say hustle USA

I say hustle USA

Turn it up one time

I pull up in that new coop

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And I pull off with your new boo

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And I’m ridin' around and I’m gettin' it, nigga

And I don’t have to stop

And my Rolex watch don’t tick nigga

It’s a magic box

Got ten K in my duffle bag

I got 'em real confused

So I hit the club and I make it rain

I got nothin to lose

Spent five K on this diamond chain

I got somethin to prove

It might not be nothin' to me

But it’s somethin' to you

Hey guess who’s back Young Don

Trick ass niggas I don’t want none

I ain’t never left cause I stayed here

And I’m bagged up and I’m on one

Stand up tall for that south side

Broke ass niggas they mouth quiet

My chain thick and my rolly sick

And I love the that way my coop drive

Niggas know that I’m gettin mine

Lights off and my click shine

My guap good and my block good

And we hit this bitch at the right time

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I like a blow that’s strong

Pull up nice and your boo she gone

She call back cause I’mma throw them stacks

And I’mma pick her up

And I’mma fuck her long

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Then I cash out till I pass out

My dream there, my team here

And the rest a you niggas just

Rep my hood when we on stage

We gettin rich and we gettin paid

So I told my homies just stand up

Cause we can blow this bitch like the world trade

I pull up in that new coop

Subtract a top

And I pull off with your new boo

Subtract a top

And I’m ridin' around and I’m gettin' it, nigga

And I don’t have to stop

And my Rolex watch don’t tick nigga

It’s a magic box

Got ten K in my duffle bag

I got 'em real confused

So I hit the club and I make it rain

I got nothin to lose

Spent five K on this diamond chain

I got somethin to prove

It might not be nothin' to me

But it’s somethin' to you

On top I don’t need no

Introduction niggas

Keep fuckin' 'round you gon bleed hoe

Repercussion nigga

are well trained

Like the army nigga

It’s goin down like the world trade

No nigga

I’m overseas where the cameras at

In my dungarees

I keep plenty green, no cabbage patch

I got luck indeed

She gon fuck with me

Then you can have back

I got a bunch a G’s

And I’m selling keys, no Cadillac

I hear the phone ringing

I got four ring on my right hand

I’m blowin green

And I’m pouring lean in my sprite can

Before I go to sleep

I make sure the on the night stand

That AK 47

My hype man

You can lose your life man

I pull up in that new coop

Subtract a top

And I pull off with your new boo

Subtract a top

And I’m ridin' around and I’m gettin' it, nigga

And I don’t have to stop

And my Rolex watch don’t tick nigga

It’s a magic box

Got ten K in my duffle bag

I got 'em real confused

So I hit the club and I make it rain

I got nothin to lose

Spent five K on this diamond chain

I got somethin to prove

It might not be nothin' to me

But it’s somethin' to you