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(-Intro-) Fever Baby OK, alright Brooklyn, Uh-Oh Uh-Oh Yeah Uh Huh Bitches throw ya drinks up, Style when we be comin' in Niggas throw ya guns up, Whyle when we be runnin in And all that ain't nothin, We at the bar frontin Its necessary, We stays in Burburry (Whooooo) (-Verse 1-) You know how it go, Fox and Gav In a navy blue Rov, Stuttin in Halo On the I-95, Keepin it live In the hood, in the 5, Front of Kennedy Fried (Whooooo) Then slide off with a NBA jump-off Or a nice lil' rapper, Whoever money stack up Duke, Cop a little H-Tod shoe And them little boxer dudes, Get a watch or two (Whoa) It ain't greed, y'all got kids to feed Fuck it, All he want to do is kill it and leave So, Lay low and throw the pussy like the free throw Brooklyn broad and bet I keep the heat low (-Hook-) Its necessary, We styles in Burburry And our walk is mean in them Frankie B. jeans bwoy Its necessary, We stays in Burburry And a Mark Jacob bag and a H-Tod shoe (Whoo) (2x)


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