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Plaques


Versace on that spread
Gold toilets when we sliding through
Roberto Cavalli that wall
Alexander them floors
High roll gon' ball
Plaques on my wall
Cash Money sunshine
Plaques on my wall
Cash Money sunshine
Plaques on my (wall)
Plaques on my
Plaques on my (wall)
There's plaques on my wall

Give me my plaque, nigga got scared of me
Man, my shit started jumping now they put the flame on me
Man, plaques on my wall
Lifestyle, we ball
Girl take it off
I just wan' cool out in a Wraith
I'm making like 35 in a day
I like all the plaque, walk in every day (hey)
They ain't wanna see me with it
They played on me from beginning
I fucked them up
I shine shine in the Bentley
My Tom Ford's mad exquisite, I ran it up
That nigga be different, I play my position
I fuck with my family
I'm feeling myself, now I'm about to run it up on the road
I hit the lil' Gucci store, told 'em lace me up for the cold
I waited my time, now I'm tryna' kill it nigga like I'm supposed to

Versace on that spread
Gold toilets when we sliding through
Roberto Cavalli that wall
Alexander them floors
High roll gon' ball
Plaques on my wall
Cash Money sunshine
Plaques on my wall
Cash Money sunshine
Plaques on my (wall)
Plaques on my
Plaques on my (wall)
There's plaques on my wall

Tymers, on my wall
Juve, on my wall
Weezy, on my wall
And Turk and Jeezy known to ball, did it all
Matching off in them buildings
Switching sides, not hiding
Flip flop, no topping it
Park range, no stopping it
Overseas in another city
Another bitty, everytime, on some other shit
Got my swag down and my paper up
These niggas talking, ain't saying nothing
But that choppa have a nigga laying up
And we lay it up, and we play nigga
We smoking up in that fire
Living life so high
So we play it nigga no mind
Private plane, you can roll dice
Air seat, rich life
Cash Money, it's Rich Gang
We frontline, it's on sight

Versace on that spread
Gold toilets when we sliding through
Roberto Cavalli that wall
Alexander them floors
High roll gon' ball
Plaques on my wall
Cash Money sunshine
Plaques on my wall
Cash Money sunshine
Plaques on my (wall)
Plaques on my
Plaques on my (wall)
There's plaques on my walls

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