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Oh no! The out I'ma 'bout to yo, lights out Get the fuck back, ya grill There's somethin' wrong, we can't stay been drankin' and bustin' two And I been of bustin' you Upside ya forehead And if your friends in, "Oh girl", they'll be mo' dead Causin' confusion, The Peace It's not an illusion, we running the So bye-bye to all you and gold diggers Is a bumper on your ass? No nigga! I'm doin' a hundred on the So if you do the speed limit, get the outta my way I'm D.U.I., hardly ever sober And you about to get ran the FUCK
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Here I come, I go Uh oh! jump bitch, move You see headlights? You hear that fuckin' crowd? Start goddamn show, I'm comin' through Hit the stage and the curtains down I the crowd up, that's what I do Young and successful, a sex The bitches want me to fuck, true up wait up, shorty "Oh whats up, get my dick sucked, are you doin'?" Side linin' my business Tryin' to get my baby child soon Give me truck and take that rental back Who bought these fuckin' T.V.'s and jewelry bitch, me that? No, I ain't bitter, I give a fuck But tell you like this bitch You not walk in front of my tour bus
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Too bad I'm on the right Beef, got the mack Hit the trunk, grab the pump pump, I'll be right We bars out, showin' scars out We heard there's hoes out, so we brought the out Grab the cause we popping tonight, Beat the shit outta security for stoppin' tha I got a fifth of the remy, fuck the and 'cris I'm shit up in the club like I work in the bitch Fuck the dress codes, it's street clothes, we all street We on the floor, throwin' bows, beatin' up niggas I'm from the D.E.C., tryin' to D.T.P. And the bottles start flyin' from the V.I.P. Fuck this rap shit, we clap bitch, two in your Grab ya four, start a dog, ruin the party So bitch, get out the way hoe All you faggot motherfuckers way for 2-0 So
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