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Clique (feat. Gunplay & Rockie Fresh)

Hottest niggas in the game

MMG, tour starts in a few weeks

If you fucking with it, fuck with me

Ha haWatch me cost a buck, chain cost me a truck

Double MB the clique my coupe more than your bus

Think it's all facade, but nigga just double R

See me jumpin on stage, more chains than Mardi Gras

Bitches been going wild hit the sound cliche

Give me two bitches we could do this three ways

Four miss calls on my iPhone five

Bitch six feet tall got me fighting for my life

Telephone lines ringing, calling Angie Martinez

Think I've just seen the boss, see dating to Puerto Rican

All gold jewels in this snow white mink

Kanye shoes sorry no ID, John Legend flow the magnificent me

Roll hard give me molly coffee by the key

Got the weed roll twist hard a few weeks

She said fuck me, must wanna fuck me

Man we be the clique, man I'm so the shit

Boy just simmer down, man I take the bitch

Yeah we at the game and we sit front row

Every time you see me I'll be on the front row

Thick Cuban link, new Benz, gold piece

Benz outside aint' even gotta speak

New Cuban link with the all gold piece

Benz outside I ain't even gotta speak, uhAs I look around and I do it like my clique (Maybach Music)

You know this bad bitches they want the, they want the, they wantYeah I'm talking gun play, yeah I'm walking too

Yeah that nigga ready, yeah that defo true

Yeah I'm really bad yeah I out anybody

Point him out, I light a joint and take his face and out it

Yeah I spill my Corse on your Michael Kors, whore

Yeah so the fuck what? I could buy you more

Yeah in front of hood, yeah I'm from the floor

Hoes in the roof, hardly had a door

Kitchen on door, pitchin on purp

Free different digies all lit up like a fur

Nigga where your fee, see the white fright hair

So matter ain't think everything pair

Man the cliqueAs I look around and I do it like my clique (Maybach Music)

And all this bad bitches man they wonder

They wonder, they wonder, they wonder[Verse 3: Rockie Fresh]

Yeah yeah yeah

Now extra double M dream team doing something special

Bout to kill the shit so get the casket and the shovel

And new Olympic sevens I need rings and the medal

When I'm not from Trillville but I tell 'em get up on my level

I'm always going higher, I'm still mo' fire

Do a lot of stuntin' but it's only too inspire

Remember just a year ago these hoes ain't wanna speak

Now they all be tryin to freak, they think I know Wale and Meek

I got a bad white bitch I know they spend cake on

Just hope that she never fall off like Kreayshawn

Even if she do forever I'm shit

So much dope I'ma get we legit

I ain't fucking with my cliqueAs I look around and I do it like my clique (Maybach Music)

You know this bad bitches they want the, they want the, they wantMaybach Music

Songwriters

William Roberts, David Pullen, Richard Morales Jr.Published by

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