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1:]
ho
All we do is tell so
Why we look
And you look a talent show
All we do is bank, forever and
a bad bitch, bring her home like a veteran
Make her waffles, with
I'm eating, one hand
saying that we roll with the illest
Like roaches in the kitchen, go and a nigga kill it
I'm a P-I-M-P, why we
Cause there's K-I-Ds
DeKalb County, you at
If you me, holla back
ATL done got here
Bankhead Row Hollowell
for my kinfolk
My look like Miss Info
Y'all been slow, I been
Kinkos, copy ho
No I drunk, I just text badly
Running through paper a pep rally
When I'm in your city better get
I Downy, no shit 'bout me
Stone Georgia, got something for ya
bars, I'm a lawyer
Baby drinking Goya, put your shades on
Man I die for my hood,

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2:]
He talk shit, he not
Rap game, my wet
I fucked y'all, you up
Like girls with dreadlocks
So not, I rowboat
These know, no photos
My ball like Lobo
Then she blow my
And Jojos, the fuck my money at
In the hood I'm fixing a Pontiac
On deck with a gang of Kennedies
goons and they all got felonies
Still getting money like folks
Still got quotes like
I don't know French, that's my
Never not like fat jokes
(Like when someone is like, "what happened to "
And you turn around and there's like a fat guy that kind of looks Chris
And you like, "oh shit" and you start and shit)
And I'm back in bitch
And I'm and I'm rich
And I'm cashing it in for some and sin
For matching with them, yeah
Got a stank ho me
around and I run the whole city
Everybody she got tig old bitties
But nobody like it's J-Cole/Diggy
Jordan on my stereo
High on shrooms Mario
Salvia, drugs
Fuck my life, on to us
I'm fly as

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3:]
Fuck y'all, I hard
Like Spongebob, my stars
Like Friendster, goe remember you
dudes, they like you
But for a day or two
hated you
From now on, D-Money
Like faze on, I hate on
Lame they play on and play on
I can't take,
On my shit, on my
I wait
Toe to toe, I bang
on gay shit
You don't know the hoes I with
My like Vegas
Had a million but I put them in her stomach
She like, "oh my God, I'm coming"
I kiss her and she love it
Yeah we got a safe word, so we use it
And I'm hiding all bruises in a shirt I got from Houston
Got her the acoustics
In my new Isuzu
And who knew I'd be on with two dudes I used to Google
I'm frugal with time, girl's a dime
When bank account's mine...
We Say "Fuku Burger"

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