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I'm like a phenomenon, But still dumpin' whenever the on, Y'all can't eat fit meals, And it feels somethin' like it's Ramadan, Hope you chumps been walkin' with on, Somethin's turnin' his on, I love to see rumps in Farragama Bet it look plump when you got on, Jump in, hit the Bahama's ma', And crunk whenever I'm on the song, like "Bumb-ba-Bump," I'm picky, When it comes to licky, Have 'em off them Vickie's quickly, Under the doo-rag thick sixty, the hypno and sticky icky, I Okay!
I'm fly enough, to do better, But pimp 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 to not give a fuck
man, I'm in a so old, make your grandma glance, And everybody know, go, So please, call the ambulance, These dudes stand a chance, When I pull up like the brand, in the Lambo slants, With a madame France, a ass so big, You couldn't hide it in pants, Who be in New York, With tans, Got everybody doin' the street dance, I'm this hammer can, you save that gangsta role for the camera man, F-A-B, you preferably, Don't F wit me, believe it, I'm definitely, as responsible, For gettin' the City High as would be, Believe it
I'm introduced to women friends, I buy double deuces to rent a Benz, Like boots made by Timbaland, I to remind, since I got drafted and signed, playa's get used to the scrimagin' Not one of the Jesus's got gems? Y'all get loose like y'all feminine, I prove letting but the semi can boost my adrenaline, You never had no use that lem again, Half my is Dominican, mi gusto Le bengamins, This got the juice of a pimp in him, to stones like Medusa got a glimpse of them, But now you can lie and gossip too, And later be the guy the dude to, And now you can try to prosecute, But later in you goin' die in the