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very necessary, on the contrary
No you do not scare me, is you drinkin' Bloody
But shit, you hurry, before I have to bury
My attitude is bitchy, 'cuz my is heavy
I to drive a Chevy, put twenties on that 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 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, Jason, it gets scary
The words that I spit fit in that category
Is my vision blurry? My is very slurry
Me without Tim is like Jamaicans with no
And yes, it's necessary, so hurry, nigga,
'Cuz when this album drops, you whack will all get buried

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Your style's very crummy, that's why you no money
You always looking bummy, I don't if you don't love me
Don't try to come before me, unless you are a
Repeat, you'll your teeth and I would hate to call you gummy
or sunny, battle no way, honey
This not a of Hide-and-Seek, go call ya mummy
about get so ugly, and I'ma keep y'all runnin'
Hiding from me, you know you are weak

You ain't sayin' nothin', I 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 homie named Paul Revere
Smokes blunt after blunt, guzzled 40's of
He used to swear up and down first of the year
He was gon' smokin', but he never did
Watch y'all huskey, about that time
Gettin' ready for the club 'round quarter 'til
Couple bottles of in the back of the ride
Might like a girl, but I hit like a guy

Me and Missy ballin' up the
Funky fresh dressed to impress, we dudes
Music biz reason I ain't jackin' fools
You know walk and stackin' rules
Niggas keeps drawin', the keep 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 with this young duck
Please do not try to fuck with this duck

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