My Audemars Lyrics - Quality Street Music - Dj Drama

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I'm gettin' money, I'm ballin' hard 

Heard them niggas hatin on me, cause they fallin' off 

Honestly bitch, I'm ballin' hard 

Yeah It's my time, and I'mma shine just like my Audemars, my audemars 

Bust down, and iced out 

Just hit the switch, that bitch be shining when the lights out 

Bust down, and iced out 

Look at my wrist, that bitch be shining like a lighthouse 

I spit a verse, that's like a point 

I do it short, that's like a joint 

That's like a bird, oh nigga you ain't heard 

I'm in the mixin like a saute when it's gettin stirred 

Pull up in the Maserati, got them bitches lookin' at me like I shot somebody 

I'm stackin' paper, I need that dropped Ferrari 

Got them trying to claim a nigga and we not on Maury 

My AP, cool as an A/C 

Look in the magazine, the same exact as Jay-Z (Same one) 

I'm gettin' money, nigga you straight flea 

That bitch be shining thunder up I call it KD 

I'm ballin' in this bitch like it's my motherfucking born day 

Bout to get a swiss account, so fuck bout what the forms say 

I just did 100 shows, ain't never get a tour date 

MMG we winning bitch, go check what the score say 

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Hundred stacks, Frank watch 

Mill at the crib with them tools out 

Money nigga, head huntin' 

Big timer, rap hunter 

Uptown soldier on the battlefield, 

Big timer blood gettin killa kill 

High roller been doing this since the 90s bitch, 

Flippin' birds shippin' how we did this shit 

Swag dawg, the money hangin' 

A hundred stacks, been bangin' 

High roller, shock collar 

Ferrari speed, niggas been ballin' 

Cherry on them flakes when we on the mound, 

Fire on that candy blowin' out the pound 

Bad bitch stand 6 feet, standin' on this money bought a new fleet 

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Look at my wrist, that shit 200 hundred thou' 

Cut the lights down, look at me now 

Back then they didn't want me, now I'm hot and they all on me 

Pull a bunch of these white bitches, I'm chillin hard at the Pink Pony 

Gucci Mane and Meek Mills, I'm ballin hard, I'm too trill 

New ride with new money, so I had to put it on new rims 

Hawks game, I'm court side 

Red bottles on the wet floor, give them up to the athletes 

Smellin' like a pound of dro, Versace shades I'm yoked out 

Rolls Royce it smoked out, parked in front your whole house 

I blew the horn, she jumped out 

Maybach on cascade, the one on down my west side 

4 girls, only fucked 3 

Cause one left, and she missed out 

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