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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 is bitchy, 'cuz my period is heavy
I used to drive a Chevy, put twenties on baby
My nigga was the shit, but then that stupid nigga me
And now I'm lovin' Larry, but Larry go Terri
And Terri is a freak, but it's his baby she will

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

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Your very crummy, that's why you have no money
You always looking bummy, I 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 of Hide-and-Seek, go call ya mummy
It's about get so ugly, and I'ma y'all runnin'
Hiding from me, 'cuz you you are weak

You sayin' nothin', I keep it jumpin' jumpin'
In your Kenwoods, I'm sumthin' in ya trunk'n
You can say I'm buggin', 'cuz I come out bustin'
That's why y'all be discussin' who I and who I'm fuckin'

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

I had a little homie named Revere
Smokes blunt after blunt, 40's of beer
He used to up and down every first of the year
He was quit smokin', but he never did
y'all huskey, it's about that time
Gettin' for the club 'round quarter 'til nine
Couple bottles of in the back of the ride
Might spit like a girl, but I hit a guy

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

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