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bitches be naggin the kid They get on my nerves I showed her my racks and they me I'm smokin' that pack on Taliban on these Give a Xan to hoes Got em playing they nose I sleep on the beach off the I came to your city revenue I put in work it was I on your ass in the 7 deuce Come back on your bitch in a six Chevy, Mercedes I 'em comin' Fuck all these bitches I em' comin' I up right now I'm parallel I hit your with them swangers My ain't nothin' but some bangers I sit in the trap with the You don't come around 'cause it's dangerous I be hangin' here and I'm famous Gotta keep the trigger by my Hit her when I banged her In the on a perc I was on a perc Had a stick on me, a first Got your bitch on me gettin' I up and that's confident I up in a drop 6 Ghost Royce and I pop shit I'm a boy with that cock trip I in the game I had crack on me Got big with my bag with Act on me I'm single and shit and she on me I told em' I'm back on my I get on millions and everything I just took me a trip out to See how we from the mud and the bottom, we did it I see how they countin' out Bet they ain't never do it again You see why these be hatin', ignorin, I'm goin' right in I was to get this money in this life of sin I bought up before they got my dog on again See the come out the ass on the Lamborghini When you say you love a nigga do you really it When I was sleepin' on the floor you seen how they treat me I pour the and pop pills so I can fight the demons
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