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Yeah,
bitches be buggin' God
Reason why got nuttin' to do with nuttin'
Yeah, it out y'all one two
We back up in joint, what?
Check the fly shit,
black out on me

Yo, black man watch out, she salt-water
Al dug her back out, inside the dugout
Heard the pussy was good, big fell victim
Mentally stripped 'em one God Christian
She know magic, wet pussy on the mattress
Skin Cleopatra's, the leading actress
She been fuckin' since we went to fourteen, look at Thing
With a kept a jar of Vasoline

a big girl now, with a body that growl
Likewise murder trial, attract crowds
Most niggaz, would light the over this broad
Big niggaz in they drawers pose one knee on the
kids daydream of humpin' wildflower
Hanna Barbera faint, I'm ridin' no

Fat-ass whips big asses, lips
Wide hips, baller kits, chrome dipped
Blue kicks, jeans boomin' beats
Loud beeps, crowded streets, the fusion yo
The heat is on, never too or too strong
In one hour Wu-Tang Clan is to perform

barricade, sidewalk crowded like parades
The arena now present, de of the decade
Long braids and fades, bald heads, spangle
Extensions, nails Friday, just got
or marquee is the prime time rhyme crime family
That Godly light
Upon this hip-hop art form, yo
We be measured by no chart, the God brung

Never bust premature for
You want it raw, let me my dynamite bitch
Deep your core
The stops the menstruation
'Causes stomach
waitin' nine months for deportation
Of the from the Moon, black woman stay in tune
Yo God, let me pour the science about the womb

It's a black hole for those who lose
Fertile soil you are wise
And many men and took many lives
And all you changed sides
Only worth a decimal compared to those who died