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Oh no! The out I'ma 'bout to punch yo, out Get the fuck back, guard ya There's wrong, we can't stay still I've been drankin' and two And I been thankin' of you Upside ya forehead And if your friends in, "Oh girl", they'll be mo' dead confusion, Disturbing The Peace It's not an illusion, we running the So to all you groupies and gold diggers Is there a on your ass? No nigga! I'm a hundred on the highway So if you do the limit, get the FUCK 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! Don't bitch, move You see them headlights? You hear that crowd? Start that goddamn show, I'm comin' Hit the stage and knock the down I the crowd up, that's what I do and successful, a sex symbol The bitches want me to fuck, true Hold up wait up, "Oh whats up, get my dick sucked, are you doin'?" Side my fuckin' business Tryin' to get my baby support soon Give me that truck and take rental back Who these fuckin' T.V.'s and jewelry bitch, tell me that? No, I bitter, I don't give a fuck But I'ma tell you like this You better not walk in of my tour bus
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Too bad I'm on the right Beef, got the right Hit the trunk, grab the pump pump, I'll be right We buyin' bars out, showin' out We heard there's hoes out, so we brought the out Grab the pills we popping tonight, Beat the shit security for stoppin' tha fight I got a of the remy, fuck the Belve and 'cris I'm sellin' shit up in the club 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 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 bitch, two in your body Grab ya four, start a dog, ruin the party So bitch, get out the way hoe All you faggot make way for 2-0 So
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