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My devastatin' hot '97 Keep me on point for my four digit Heavyweight lyric lost one calorie I'm to be seen, on the TV screen
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cut the crack into a triple-O sizin' Blue do what he do to keep currency risin' I catch a deal so we can catch a full wheel Instead of catchin' bodies, niggaz not it real
Dirtball that steal cake from stores That's my type of niggaz I be wantin' on my Can't help it, my styles stay fat like Ruckus in the square, I stay rough like the
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so ancient it sparks just like the unicorn 'Donna come everyday my uniform Changes and switches, I came to ladies out of bitches niggaz get stitches
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On a twenty bill all in it together You can't fuck the stormy weather, yaknahmean?
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