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1:]
ho
All we do is them so
Why we professional
And you look like a show
All we do is bank, royalty and
Find a bad bitch, bring her home a veteran
Make her waffles, with
I'm eating, one hand
Been saying that we roll the illest
Like roaches in the kitchen, go and watch a 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 got them here
Bankhead Row turned
Percocet's for my
My girl look like Miss
been slow, I been told
Y'all Kinkos, ho
No I ain't drunk, I just text
Running through paper like a pep
When I'm in city better get rowdy
I spit Downy, no 'bout me
Stone Mountain Georgia, got 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 shit, he better not
Rap game, my wet
I y'all, you fucked up
white girls with dreadlocks
So not, I rowboat
These know, no photos
My girl ball like
Then she my Casey
And Jojos, the fuck my money at
In the hood like I'm fixing a
On deck with a gang of Kennedies
goons and they all got felonies
Still getting money white folks
Still got like Geico
I don't French, that's my fruit
not funny like fat jokes
(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 laughing and shit)
And I'm back in bitch
And I'm black and I'm
And I'm cashing it in for some and sin
For some matching them, yeah
Got a stank ho me
Driving around and I run the city
Everybody she got tig old bitties
But nobody cares like it's
Diddy on my stereo
High on shrooms 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 friends
Like Friendster, goe remember you
Whack dudes, they 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 shit
on gay shit
You don't know the hoes I hang
My bungalow's like
Had a million but I put them in her stomach
She like, "oh my God, I'm coming"
I kiss her neck and she it
Yeah we got a safe word, so we 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 used to
I'm frugal with time, every a dime
When bank account's mine...
We Say "Fuku Burger"

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