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[Lloyd
I just down, Ferrari to concrete
I ain't even home and 're talking about me
fuck out my ear if you
'bout freedom nigger Free don't pay the bills Im ballin' all out, b! You rappers don 't me Nah I ain't your homie If your name aint Em, Ferrari or Tony
I like my chromey
My Bentley my
My Magnum my
Jamaica shawty
these I took in the gut yo
the work 's still here, I'm just cooking it up
Clear my mind, you whippin ' the load
my Pop dead, but he live through his son
if rap aint work, I'll be pimpin' on some hoe Still lobster and shrimp in the Bungalow
I'm like crack over the drumroll
You know, wherever I go the gun go [Akon -
We on the (hey) all the time (hey)
ain't bout to let a nigga come and snatch
I keep a nine, you see the
I might just let your ass this time
I get this paper, paper
While I get this paper,
Cause I'm a celebrity (I don 't none of y 'all) Ghetto celebrity
(Keep your awards)
I'm a celebrity (Take your fake off)
celebrity
aint nothing changed nigger [Lloyd
The media test ya, popularity is pressure
Panamera
platinum through the

wreck the booth up, I'm too
that city grammer
your jewels up, they bruised up
I'll sparkle for the camera harsh reality 's (?) holding them back from opening
verbal attack all over these niggas, the herd to the back
I'm the kind that pray on, spending half of their day on
lay on, niggas for days, just spray on
my sound system knock and in pound
6-4 jumping the ground too hot

they spot me, chase a nigga down two blocks
two shots in the air for niggas aint here
two tone, two door, grey top, floor
guap galore, in and out of new hall
that light you saw, was a paparazzi flash
I'm tryna snap a picture through your Maserati glass [Eminem]
there are enough insults in my
to fill up a jar
and have it overflowing so dont get me going, don't start
you 'll see me again, Amelia Earhart
I'm poppin' a wheelie off to a really start
I'm past grinding for me, guess I just be up
like ground round or a pound of
tightly as fuck
till the fire come shut
Fire marshall ground 'em up I you should just shut the fuck up
and stop fucking around and
I aint playing this time, I you I 'm not down for blunts to say I keep it 100 would probably sound redundant
like calling a bitch a hoe, or asking a gal to
and blowing your dick
is she up to and down to fuck
it's a man's World and I'm trapped in a of smut
with a sluts wrapped with muzzles
running through a of muts
otherwords I'm shutting up one of you bitches mouth 's up and I'm watching my language if I tell you to kiss my fucking butt
and aint shit changed, my still dont stink player
my may have become staler ever since I became a trailer park celebrity
maybe my complexion a little paler
poster for white trash, I'm a garbage pale kid sailor yeah, see me up all in your bitch means I 'ma rape her, all I got for these hoes is dick duck tape and a stapler so bitch you better look for table
to scrape her
I don't subscribe to the news or the press but homie I get the paper!