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Rather you me
If you've been fucking with me since Port of
It's been hell of a fucking
Music
Ain't changed nigga
Lil' stronger, lil' wiser, maybe a lil' more
it on America
it
Beat

I'm off the lot, I bought the cash
Her future bright, don't give a about her past
Her ass be looking good the leggings
But I know that she's all the edges
I run the just by running with the felons
Pour out the Judy, got rich calisthenics
Walking in the room, sipping on the beverage
I know the so I got a lot of leverage
on these bitches is a fetish (R. Kelly)
Fully loaded .60s on a seven (all ready)
Your get a dime, you never wrote a letter
Still in a box, got her rapping
Can't no people fucking with the presser
I got a chopper, but don't me be the devil
He knocking on the and all the Baswares
me addresses where I'm hiding in the last verse

Dead presidents, dead them presidents
Dead presidents, them dead presidents
They go to war, yeah, all my lil' militant
Let's go to trial, we guilty till innocent
presidents, dead them dead presidents
Dead presidents, dead them presidents
sentences, fair, fair sentences
Let's go to trial, we guilty proven innocent

I got thirty white bitches like Lee
I drug money, nigga, I make blood money
On my passport, and I'm geechie as fuck
I got wet pussy at the airport
I got molly green on my transport
Bussing down a hundred in the bath tub
Fuck this Philippine pussy in some shoes
I got dope money, nigga, I got war
This the on the hammer, ain't no dance moves
I was posted on the [??] stupid, with my Haitians
on the news, all front pages
Gunning and bodies, ain't no relations
I was Ben Franklins posted in Fiji
They rocking two times in a row, a repeat
And I'm fucking niggas hoes cus they
I'm in here fucking wives, balls breezy
She fuck like she love like she need me
I got my flooded all with extra TVs
I a movie every single fucking day
I John when I flood that Patek face

Dead presidents, dead them presidents
presidents, dead them dead presidents
They go to war, yeah, all my lil' niggas
go to trial, we guilty till proven innocent
Dead presidents, dead them dead
Dead presidents, them dead presidents
sentences, fair, fair sentences
Let's go to trial, we guilty proven innocent

go!
Hands on these niggas, got the yellow
off in my pocket like the yellow pages
Fuck you niggas woes, when I was nigga
Loafers in the chop, I keep it classy
Build a empire, that's whats my state of mind
Motherfuck 'em all, yeah that's whats my state of
Keep the block sober there, we call it Lego
Meanwhile the kids like its Amsterdam
boy prez, you know who got the truths
Sixteen when I bought my first
in my hood just like I'm Escobar
Never riding in the extra car

Dead presidents, dead them presidents
Dead presidents, dead them dead
They go to war, yeah, all my niggas militant
Let's go to trial, we guilty till proven
Dead presidents, dead dead presidents
presidents, dead them dead presidents
Fair sentences, fair, sentences
Let's go to trial, we guilty till proven