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Nigga up in the spot
Wearing that same Jesus used to wear (Egyptian cloths)
The other nigga talking that fly

(La de Harry Fraud)

have been a pilot, could have been a doctor
Could have been a pimp, could been a mobster
Could have been a mack, could been a dope boy
Homie matter of fact, I'm a motherfuckerin' boy

You baby, I'm a motherfuckerin coke boy
You wiggling baby, I'm a coke boy
You baby, I'm a motherfuckerin coke boy
You baby, I'm a motherfuckerin coke boy

Hey yo Chinx, pull that shit man
They ain't ready for shit
Harry Fraud you a problem boy, damn

Nigga walk up in the
Wearing that same Jesus used to wear (Egyptian cloths)
The other talking that fly shit

(La musica de Fraud)

Could have been a pilot, have been a doctor
Could have been a pimp, could have a mobster
Could have been a mack, could have been a boy
Homie matter of fact, I'm a coke boy

You wiggling baby, I'm a motherfuckerin boy
You wiggling baby, I'm a coke boy
You baby, I'm a motherfuckerin coke boy
You baby, I'm a motherfuckerin coke boy

Rallies on the roll, prezies fold
Mommy, you ain't got to take a to hit the pole
Just bounce it up and down, it all around
Hit the homies off, pass it all
I'm talking about the money, I'm about them m's
I'm talking about the rollie, 67
Few with me, couple in the Benz
said I'm foul, she heard I hit her friends
Rocks in bake pot, starting from a dope spot
my first couple hundred whipping on a stove top
Me and Frenchie, in that new Phantom
Comfy where I'm at, but I could have been a, could been a

Could have been a pilot, could have a doctor
Could been a pimp, could have been a mobster
Could been a mack, could have been a dope boy
Homie matter of fact, I'm a motherfuckerin' boy

You wiggling baby, I'm a motherfuckerin boy
You wiggling baby, I'm a coke boy
You wiggling baby, I'm a motherfuckerin boy
You baby, I'm a motherfuckerin coke boy

Any given time, bands in your
Ten down, both hands on the feel
Probably on a molly, probably on some
They I'm putting off, on the bleachers hoes cheer us
City on my back, lames in the
Coupe like a shark, you lames see the fin
Treadin' up-shore, hoes won't swim
My wrists be the bait, the getting in
Knocked out her tube sock, gave the crew whops'
Shine on the game like your head the roof drop
A bum then, and you're a bum now
Always been a clown, but you have been a, could have been a

have been a pilot, could have been a doctor
Could have been a pimp, could have been a
Could have been a mack, could have a dope boy
matter of fact, I'm a motherfuckerin' coke boy

You baby, I'm a motherfuckerin coke boy
You wiggling baby, I'm a coke boy
You wiggling baby, I'm a coke boy
You wiggling baby, I'm a coke boy

Go ahead, baby, go ahead,
Go ahead, baby, go ahead,