7 In A Cup Sauce Walka

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[Intro]
(Chamberlain, he's got it)
You know it's me
Hakeem Himlajuwon
Himzel Washington
Know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
Him Diesel
Splash
Ooh-wee
Drip

[Chorus]
Seven in a cup, that's fourteen hundred (Mhm)
Mansion with the pool on the ocean, I done it (Mhm)
No Airbnb, nigga, real money (Real money)
Pull up to the club, leave the Trackhawk runnin' (Trackhawk)

[Verse 1]
That ain't nothin', niggas gon' touch nothin' (Touch nothin')
Fifteen hundred shots in the section, no stuntin' (No stuntin')
I ain't talkin' 'bout bottles, I'm talkin 'bout hollows (Ooh-wee)
Almost dropped the blick gettin' twerked by a model
She think we together 'til she wake up tomorrow (Ooh-wee)
Been wearin' drip, then make 'em follow
Been switchin' whips like they was borrowed
She got them hips, she must eat gyro
I'll fuck a happy home up, no sorrow
Switch on the Glock, now the bitch shoot pyro
AR sing, do you wanna hear a high note? (Fah, fah)
On saucef (Ooh-wee)

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