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[Shaggy 2 Marinating with my forearms hanging out the jail Bitch, I ain't no Mel I no superstar But nontheless, he in a cell right to me I seen him sellin hot cars on lot right on Court TV So i sit back on my thinking "What the fuck?" paper roll for a pillow, "How'd I get locked up?" Was it the stalking, or the murders? Oh shit, the booty-stabbing of Kim mathers? Naw, it couldn't be, she was with that shit On top of that, i pulled out, she sucked on my dick (illlll) Could it been the gat in my sock? (Nah) Could it the block getting hot? (Nah) Could it be about the snitch getting (Nah) Could it been about stinkin body rot? (Yeah!) I could of or I could of killed time But I chose number one, now i'm doin time.
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