Intro Mhm, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Mama's bailing down that road, craving 90210 She a porn star girl, oh, from the valley Who left her hometown world all for that alley Oh, created Lake Tahoe all from her panties Ooh, used to take the long way home, long way home, all for that candy Baby's hooked on feeling low Do, do, do Do, doo Jacques turn La Flame, now he rolling on an Addy Fifty on a chain, 'nother fifty on a , oh He might pop him a pill, pop him a seal, pop anyone Pop anything, pop anything to find an alley Hmm, yeah, then find an alley Baby's hooked on feeling low Do, do, do Do, doo In the 90210, 90210, looking for that alley In the 90210, 90210, looking for that alley, ooh It's the superstar girl Superstar girl, roaming in that alley In the 90210, 90210, somewhere in that alley ( ) ( ) My granny called, she said "Travie, you work too hard I'm worried you'll forget about me" I'm falling in and out of cars, don't worry, I'ma get it, granny What happened? now my daddy happy, mama called me up That money coming and she love me, I done made it now I done found life's meaning now, all them her heart'd break Her heart not pieces now, friends turning into fraud niggas Practicing, have the passion, you niggas packaged different All you niggas, you niggas want the swag, you can't have it I'ma sell it, you niggas salary 'bout to cap, bitch Youngest nigga outta Houston at the Grammys Smiling at 'em laughing at me I passed the rock to Ye, he pump faked and passed it back, bitch All of this off of rapping, should've wrote this in Latin Yeah Yeah Mmm, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know I know, I know, I know, I know, I know Cuzzo said we in the store, yeah, we 'bout to drop a 4 He pass the cigarette, I choke Tell my auntie put them Ports down, them Ports down Now you know you love your own now Hit the stage, they got their hands up, don't put your nose down I ain't knockin' a nigga, I knocked the door down, for sure now Hardcore, I swear they counting on me Gold chains, gold rings, I got an island on me Houses on me, he got them ounces on him Holy father, come save these niggas, I'm styling on 'em Good lord, I see my good fortune in all these horses I'm driving too fast to stop, so all these signs, I ignore them Distant sky, from north of the border, my chips is in order My mom's biggest supporter so now niggas support a nigga ( ) ( ) ( )
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