.We got anotha one boy
(ATL, just throw it in the bag)
Wassup Brooklyn? Wassup son? Wassup Fabo, a man
I got that black Amex wit me, aka that throw it the bag card, yeah
Now I know you ain't over there starin' at my girl
Yeah, I know you ain't over there starin' at my girl
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