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1:]
ho
All we do is them so
Why we look
And you like a talent show
All we do is bank, forever and
Find a bad bitch, bring her home a veteran
Make her waffles, pecans
I'm eating, one hand
Been saying 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
there's K-I-Ds around
DeKalb County, you at
If you with me, holla
ATL done got here
Bankhead Row turned
Percocet's for my
My girl look Miss Info
Y'all slow, I been told
Y'all Kinkos, ho
No I ain't drunk, I text badly
Running through paper like a pep
I'm in your city better get rowdy
I Downy, no shit 'bout me
Stone Georgia, got something for ya
bars, I'm a lawyer
Baby drinking Goya, girl put your on
Man I die for my hood,

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2:]
He talk shit, he not
Rap game, my wet
I y'all, you fucked up
white girls with dreadlocks
So dread not, I
These know, no photos
My girl ball like
Then she my Casey
And Jojos, where the fuck my at
In the hood like I'm fixing a
On with a gang of black Kennedies
Eight goons and all got felonies
getting money like white folks
Still got like Geico
I don't know French, that's my
Never not funny fat jokes
(Like when 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 back in this
And I'm and I'm rich
And I'm it in for some fashion and sin
For some matching them, yeah
Got a ho with me
Driving and I run the whole city
Everybody she got tig old bitties
But nobody cares like J-Cole/Diggy
Diddy on my stereo
High on shrooms like
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 friends
Like Friendster, goe remember you
dudes, they like you
But for a day or two
They you
From now on, D-Money
Like on, I hate on that
song they play on and play on
I can't take,
On my shit, on my
I can't
Toe to toe, I shit
Homophobes on gay
You know the hoes I hang with
My bungalow's like
Had a couple million but I put them in her
She like, "oh my God, I'm coming"
I kiss her neck and she 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 cruiser's new
And who knew I'd be on with two dudes I used to Google
I'm with time, every girl's a dime
When bank account's mine...
We Say "Fuku Burger"

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