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I'm somethin' a phenomenon, But still dumpin' whenever the on, Y'all can't eat fit meals, And it feels somethin' when it's Ramadan, Hope you been walkin' with armor on, Somethin's his momma on, I love to see rumps in Farragama Bet it plump when you got pajama's on, Jump in, let's hit the ma', And crunk whenever I'm on the song, Bumpin' "Bumb-ba-Bump," I'm picky, it comes to licky licky, Have 'em off them Vickie's quickly, Under the thick three sixty, the hypno and sticky icky, I Okay!
I'm fly enough, to do better, But enough to not give a fuck, And I'm enough, to do better, And gangsta enough to not a fuck, I'm hustlin' enough, to better, But ballin' to not give a fuck, And I'm, old enough, to better, But young enough to not a fuck
man, I'm in a so old, It'll your grandma glance, And know, everybody go, So please, the stretch ambulance, These don't stand a chance, When I up like the pamper brand, in the Lambo slants, With a from France, a ass so big, You hide it in hammer pants, Who be in New York, With tans, Got everybody doin' the family dance, I'm this hammer can, Make you save that role for the camera man, F-A-B, you preferably, wanna F wit me, Please it, I'm definitely, as responsible, For gettin' the City as 'Clef would be, it please
I'm introduced to your friends, 'Cause I buy double to rent a Benz, they boots made by Timbaland, I have to remind, since I got and signed, Y'all playa's get used to the Not one of the Jesus's got lemon Y'all lips get like y'all feminine, I prove loose but the semi can boost my adrenaline, You never had no use that lem again, my roots is Dominican, Faboloso mi Le bengamins, This got the juice of a pimp in him, Turn to stones like got a glimpse of them, But right now you can lie and too, And later be the guy the spoke to, And now you can try to prosecute, But later in you die in the hospital