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[Hotboy Wes & Gucci Mane]
Lock it up, lock it up
Microwave, microwave, microwave (Kid, 1017 shit, brr)
Mop it up, mop it up

Do my lil´ dance with this ho, you hear? (Well, damn)
Crack my shit on this ho (Go)

[Hotboy Wes]
They got me crackin´ my shit (Damn)
If you in the trenches, they trap with a stick (On God)
They lock me up and they shackle my wrist
I slept on a man, now I´m back in the mix (On God)
You ain´t no savage, don´t lie to me, nigga
I´m from the apartments, my heart in the trenches
Catch me in traffic, a ´Rari, I´m whippin´ (Skrrt, Skrrt)
And I´m scratchin´ off like a lottery ticket (On God)
You told on your dawg, that´s a scar on your image (Bitch)

The longer the story, the shorter your sentence
Most of these niggas gon´ do that
Go put a hole in this two X (Boom, boom)
I came up from nothin´, I´m straight out the gutter
You niggas can´t go where I grew at (Same street)
I fuck on your ho and you not gonna do it
You know I´ma holler out, "Who that?" (Like who is this?)
I bring that bitch to your doorbell
Louis V sounds on my coat tale
I used to trap out a motel
Niggas be hatin´, but oh, well
Under my coat where the tool at (Tool at)
If you want smoke, we can do that (On God)
And it ain´t no smoke ´cause I blew that (Blew that)
Ayy, look how he dance, how he do that (Bling)

[Hotboy Wes]
Look out, lil´ ho, let me do my lil´ dance
That ain´t my dick, that´s a stick in my pants
I took a risk to get this on my hand
That´s my lil´ stepper, he click on demand
Mop it up, mop it up, mop it up
Microwave, microwave, microwave
Lock it up, lock it up, lock it up
12 gauge shot ´em up, shot ´em up
Look out, lil´ ho, let me do my lil´ dance
That ain´t my dick, that´s a stick in my pants
I took a risk to get this on my hand
That´s my lil´ stepper, he click on demand
Mop it up, mop it up, mop it up
Microwave, microwave, microwave
Lock it up, lock it up, lock it up
12 gauge shot ´em up, shot ´em up

[Gucci Mane]
Look at my diamonds, they do a lil´ dance (Argh)
Ice on my neck and my wrist and my hands (Bling)
Bust down the face and then bust the band (Argh)
Then bust on her face, I just fucked on a fan (Wow)
Fuck you and your man, y´all get popped like a Xan´ (Argh)
Got heat on my waist, I could give ´em a tan (Argh)
I love my lil´ hitters, they click on demand (Love)
Ayy, free my young niggas, let them out the can (For real)
Free Big Wop, you know it gon´ go down
People don´t trust me, they know that I´m low down (Low)

I was fucked up on my deep, down a four-pounds
Now we move bricks and hit licks like a Zoe Pound
I´m making ´em feel it, I´m black as a skillet
Buy Wop some new pendants, spend it and spend it (Spend it)
Can´t take that shit with you, I got it, I get it
I live in a mansion, grew up in the trenches (Wow)
Niggas be hating, I get it, they still in their feelings
Get found by some niggas who´s fishing
All the subliminal dissing can´t blemish my image
I´m balling like I play for Clemson (Ballin´)
Niggas try to ride on my wave ´cause I´m kosher like savings
Brand-new Phantom, I paint it crimson (Gucci)
I spent like eighty thou´ on my Bart Simpson
Straight at the top, ain´t no pad or no pencils (It´s Gucci)

[Hotboy Wes]
Look out, lil´ ho, let me do my lil´ dance
That ain´t my dick, that´s a stick in my pants
I took a risk to get this on my hand
That´s my lil´ stepper, he click on demand
Mop it up, mop it up, mop it up
Microwave, microwave, microwave
Lock it up, lock it up, lock it up
12 gauge shot ´em up, shot ´em up
Look out, lil´ ho, let me do my lil´ dance
That ain´t my dick, that´s a stick in my pants
I took a risk to get this on my hand
That´s my lil´ stepper, he click on demand
Mop it up, mop it up, mop it up
Microwave, microwave, microwave
Lock it up, lock it up, lock it up
12 gauge shot ´em up, shot ´em up