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1:]
ho
All we do is tell so
Why we look
And you look like a talent
All we do is bank, forever and
Find a bad bitch, bring her home a veteran
Make her waffles, with
I'm eating, one free
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 K-I-Ds around
County, where you at
If you me, holla back
ATL done got them
Row turned Hollowell
Percocet's for my
My girl look like Info
Y'all been slow, I been
Y'all Kinkos, 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 'bout me
Stone Georgia, got something for ya
bars, I'm a lawyer
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 girls with dreadlocks
So not, I rowboat
These know, no photos
My girl ball like
Then she blow my
And Jojos, where the fuck my at
In the hood I'm fixing a Pontiac
On deck a gang of black Kennedies
Eight goons and all got felonies
getting money like white folks
Still got like Geico
I don't French, that's my fruit
Never not funny like fat
(Like someone is like, "what happened to Chris? "
And you turn around and there's like a fat guy that kind of like 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 some with them, yeah
Got a stank ho me
around and I run the whole city
Everybody know she got tig old
But nobody cares like it's
Jordan on my stereo
on shrooms like Mario
Salvia, shamanic
my life, they on to us
I'm fly as

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3:]
Fuck y'all, I hard
Like Spongebob, my stars
Friendster, nobody goe remember you
Whack dudes, like you
But for a day or two
They 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 can't
Toe to toe, I bang
on gay shit
You don't the hoes I hang with
My like Vegas
Had a couple million but I put them in her
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 bruises in a I got from Houston
Got her the acoustics
In my new Isuzu
And who I'd be on Hulu with two dudes I used to Google
I'm frugal with time, every a dime
When your account's mine...
We Say "Fuku Burger"

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