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1:]
ho
All we do is tell so
Why we professional
And you look a talent show
All we do is bank, forever and
Find a bad bitch, bring her home like a
her waffles, with pecans
I'm eating, one hand
Been saying we roll with the illest
Like roaches in the kitchen, go and watch a kill it
I'm a P-I-M-P, why we
Cause K-I-Ds around
County, where you at
If you with me, back
ATL done got here
Bankhead Row Hollowell
for my kinfolk
My look like Miss Info
been slow, I been told
Y'all Kinkos, ho
No I ain't drunk, I text badly
Running through like a pep rally
I'm in your city better get rowdy
I spit Downy, no shit me
Stone Mountain Georgia, got 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 with dreadlocks
So not, I rowboat
These hoes know, no
My girl like Lobo
Then she blow my
And Jojos, where the fuck my at
In the hood like I'm a Pontiac
On with a gang of black Kennedies
Eight goons and they all got
Still getting money like white
Still got quotes like
I don't know French, that's my
Never not funny like fat
(Like someone is like, "what happened to Chris? "
And you turn and there's like a fat guy that kind of looks like Chris
And you like, "oh shit" and you start and shit)
And I'm in this bitch
And I'm and I'm rich
And I'm cashing it in for fashion and sin
For matching with them, yeah
Got a ho with me
around and I run the whole city
Everybody know she got tig old
But cares like it's J-Cole/Diggy
Diddy on my stereo
High on like Mario
Salvia, shamanic
my life, they on to us
I'm fly as

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3:]
Fuck y'all, I come
Spongebob, my friends stars
Like Friendster, nobody goe you
Whack dudes, like you
But for a day or two
hated you
From now on, D-Money
faze on, I hate on that
Lame song play 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 hang
My bungalow's like
Had a couple 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 word, so we never use it
And I'm hiding all these in a shirt I got from Houston
Got her using the
In my cruiser's new
And who knew I'd be on Hulu 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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