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We the and the future You might as get used to us We been around a minute givin 'em what wanted The niggas they fronted But still sick to they stomache once they hear about the Yeah they they girl Comin you try to her "Please baby dont wear that" But she's on her own think she aint hear that You knowin whats gonna happen after the C and up in the sweat we fishin out the lobby Back after back she trippin all off that me Cuff my lib not even the gang Hereso chickens get bodied We you how we switch up better than the party Did it in the party me out hardly baby baretta the addition we army hit them niggas up Then we breeze off calmly right me the ROC behind me Yup
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