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No you do not scare me, is you drinkin' Mary?
But shit, you betta hurry, before I have to
My attitude is bitchy, 'cuz my period is
I used to drive a Chevy, put twenties on baby
My nigga was the shit, but then that stupid left me
And now I'm lovin' Larry, but go with Terri
And Terri is a freak, but his baby she will carry

The he live's a fairy, cartoon like, "Tom and Jerry"
My flow is legendary and your is temporary
Yeah, you need to worry, like Jason, it gets
The words that I don't fit in that category
Is my vision My speech is very slurry
Me Tim is like Jamaicans with no curry
And yes, necessary, so hurry, nigga, hurry
when this album drops, you whack MC's will all get buried

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Your style's very crummy, that's why you no money
You always looking bummy, I care if you don't love me
Don't try to come me, unless you are a dummy
Repeat, you'll lose your teeth and I would hate to call you
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 keep runnin'
Hiding from me, 'cuz you know you are

You ain't nothin', I keep it jumpin' jumpin'
In Kenwoods, I'm bumpin' sumthin' in ya trunk'n
You can say I'm buggin', 'cuz when I 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, guzzled of beer
He used to swear up and every first of the year
He was gon' quit smokin', but he did
y'all huskey, it's about that time
Gettin' ready for the club 'round quarter nine
Couple bottles of hypnotic in the of the ride
Might spit like a girl, but I hit a guy

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

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