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1:]
ho
All we do is them so
Why we look
And you look like a show
All we do is bank, royalty and
Find a bad bitch, bring her like a veteran
her waffles, with pecans
I'm eating, one hand
saying that we roll with the illest
Like in the kitchen, go and watch a nigga kill it
I'm a P-I-M-P, why we
Cause there's around
County, where you at
If you me, holla back
ATL done got them
Row turned Hollowell
Percocet's for my
My girl like Miss Info
Y'all been slow, I told
Kinkos, copy ho
No I drunk, I just text badly
through paper like a pep rally
When I'm in city better get rowdy
I spit Downy, no shit me
Mountain Georgia, got something for ya
Killing bars, I'm a
Baby drinking Goya, girl put shades on
Man I die for my hood,

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2:]
He shit, he better not
Rap game, my wet
I y'all, you fucked up
Like white girls dreadlocks
So not, I rowboat
hoes know, no photos
My ball like Lobo
she blow my Casey
And Jojos, where the my money at
In the hood like I'm a Pontiac
On deck with a gang of Kennedies
Eight and they all got felonies
getting money like white folks
Still got like Geico
I don't know French, my fruit
Never not funny like fat
(Like someone is like, "what happened to Chris? "
And you turn around and there's a fat guy that kind of looks like Chris
And you like, "oh shit" and you laughing and shit)
And I'm back in this
And I'm black and I'm
And I'm it in for some fashion and sin
For some matching them, yeah
Got a stank ho me
Driving and I run the whole city
Everybody she got tig old bitties
But nobody cares it's J-Cole/Diggy
Jordan on my stereo
on shrooms like Mario
Salvia, drugs
Fuck my life, on to us
I'm fly as

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3:]
Fuck y'all, I come
Like Spongebob, my stars
Like Friendster, nobody goe you
Whack dudes, they you
But for a day or two
hated you
From now on, like
faze on, I hate on that
Lame song they on and play on
I can't take,
On my shit, on my
I wait
Toe to toe, I shit
on gay shit
You don't know the hoes I with
My bungalow's Vegas
Had a couple million but I put in her stomach
She like, "oh my God, I'm coming"
I her neck and she love it
we got a safe word, so we never use it
And I'm hiding all these in a shirt I got from Houston
Got her the acoustics
In my cruiser's new
And who knew I'd be on Hulu with two dudes I to Google
I'm frugal with time, every girl's a
When your account's mine...
We Say "Fuku Burger"

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