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Oh no! The out I'ma to punch yo, lights out Get the back, guard ya grill There's somethin' wrong, we can't stay I've drankin' and bustin' two And I been thankin' of you ya motherfuckin' forehead And if your friends jump in, "Oh girl", they'll be mo' confusion, Disturbing The Peace It's not an illusion, we the streets So to all you groupies and gold diggers Is there a bumper on your 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 caught sober And you about to get ran the over
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Here I come, I go Uh oh! jump bitch, move You see them You hear that fuckin' crowd? Start that goddamn show, I'm through Hit the stage and knock the curtains I fuck the up, that's what I do and successful, a sex symbol The bitches want me to fuck, true Hold up up, shorty "Oh up, get my dick sucked, what are you doin'?" Side linin' my business to get my baby child support soon Give me that truck and that rental back Who bought these fuckin' T.V.'s and jewelry bitch, tell me No, I ain't bitter, I don't give a But I'ma tell you this bitch You better not in front of my tour bus
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Too bad I'm on the track Beef, got the right Hit the trunk, the pump pump, I'll be right back We buyin' bars out, scars out We heard there's out, so we brought the cars out the pills cause we popping tonight, Beat the shit outta for stoppin' tha fight 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 dance floor, throwin' bows, up niggas I'm the D.E.C., tryin' to disrespect 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 fight dog, ruin the So bitch, get out the way hoe All you faggot motherfuckers way for 2-0 So
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