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1] It's the revenge of your She catch attention and dimension the She got your tensions to the brim That bitch than the screws in my new gun and shit So take your mula, pop medulla, get to and shit the bitch, mistakes push brigade out of they mamas Doing her braids, with mama for the rest of the days Ain't seen the space, shit, a Dracula Fucking all the homies, bet her pussy spectacular She gon' in these shades and buy a thousand dollar lipstick Ever had a motherfuckin' dollar dick kiss? I did, hi kids that she swallowed Head hollow no brain, go insane, but she gon' In letterman, in my letterman, in my letterman
See, Can't the jungle, or...nah
2] You see my raps, subordinate Posting of flow and gin [?] More than an orphan [?] [?] block detergent, merging for purpose notice that I was soaking in lotion Running the motion, devotion was not a that Lexis open for fucking Fuck it I'm ducking, and jumping off to New I'm wheeling, dealing, Pop pill and I'm like villain
Ah, fuck feelings, young nigga Uh uh, aye, jah jah jah Fucking close to your All you dead, uh Haha, we don't play shit Basically, you a g, basic bitch, haha Ha-ha, dutty, dutty No doubt, so dutty, dutty Uh-huh, This nigga's peaked, uh, in peace to your mama, with the drummer, ha I a llama, ha, teacher, yuh