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4AM IN DECEMBER, Pt. 2 - Philthy Rich, Sauce Walka, JUST BANG & Rizzoo Rizzoo
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4AM IN DECEMBER, Pt. 2 - Philthy Rich, Sauce Walka, JUST BANG & Rizzoo Rizzoo
[Intro]
Oo shit, that's a Danny G beat

[Verse 1: Sauce Walka]
She a winner
Gon' head and throw all the bags in the sprinter
Za in the wood, five thousand on the timber
[?] 500 by November
Shit, well, really Augast
[?] Maybach, I ain't gotta park it
Doctor can't see how I'm living, 'cause I'm heartless
Ranch full of white girls, [?] like horses
Club full of black girls, treat them like choppers
Shoot them [?] broke in they pockets
Catch me in the booth with the DJ [?]
Louie V jerzy too cold, John Stokton

[Verse 2: JUST BANG]
Cold nigga, I was really born in December
I just knocked a cold hard bitch off of Tinder
Real 16, if she don't pay mе, I don't bend her
Just like a [?], if it ain't bluе, I don't spend her
Big chop, tried to lift it up and caught a splinter
Wrist icy, look like I was fighting in the winter
[?] bitch, even if you got her, I'ma get her
Interviewed the bitch at Ruth's Chris eating dinner
You a bitch, I think the doctor told your mom the wrong gender
Spin around and hit your block, it look like [?] was in a blender
Shit, I mean the sprinter
The black Tom Brady, got a ring on every finger
Fuck Carona, I'm up close tryna breathe on a nigga
Bitch, it's 1017, double G's on a nigga
Keep on speaking, I might drop a couple G's on a nigga
Ho boring ass clown, fell asleep on these niggas
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