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It's necessary, on the contrary
No you do not scare me, is you drinkin' Bloody
But shit, you betta hurry, I have to bury
My attitude is bitchy, 'cuz my period is
I to drive a Chevy, put twenties on that baby
My nigga was the shit, but that stupid nigga left me
And now I'm lovin' Larry, but Larry go Terri
And Terri is a freak, but it's his she will carry

The he live's a fairy, cartoon like, "Tom and Jerry"
My flow is legendary and your style is
Yeah, you need to worry, like Jason, it gets
The that I spit don't fit in that category
Is my blurry? My speech is very slurry
Me without Tim is like Jamaicans no curry
And yes, necessary, so hurry, nigga, hurry
'Cuz when album drops, you whack MC's will all get buried

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style's very crummy, that's why you have no money
You looking bummy, I don't care if you don't love me
Don't try to come before me, unless you are a
Repeat, lose your teeth and I would hate to call you gummy
Rainy or sunny, no way, honey
This not a game of Hide-and-Seek, go call ya
It's about get so ugly, and I'ma keep runnin'
from me, 'cuz you know you are weak

You ain't sayin' nothin', I keep it jumpin'
In your Kenwoods, I'm bumpin' in ya trunk'n
You can say I'm buggin', 'cuz when I out bustin'
That's why y'all be discussin' who I like and who I'm

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C'mon,
C'mon,
C'mon,
Fickidy, uh, uh, uh
C'mon,
C'mon,

I had a little homie named Paul
Smokes blunt after blunt, 40's of beer
He used to swear up and every first of the year
He was gon' quit smokin', but he did
Watch y'all huskey, it's about time
Gettin' ready for the club 'round 'til nine
Couple bottles of hypnotic in the back of the
Might spit like a girl, but I hit a guy

Me and ballin' up the Avenue
Funky fresh dressed to impress, we mackin'
Music biz only reason I ain't jackin'
You know bullshit walk and stackin'
Niggas keeps drawin', the streets keep
Drink I'm nice and uh, uh-uh, on'n
I'm bad luck, y'all mad y'all suck
do not try to fuck with this young duck
Please do not try to fuck this young duck

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