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I'm like a phenomenon, But still whenever the drama's on, hustlers can't eat fit meals, And it somethin' like when it's Ramadan, Hope you been walkin' with armor on, Somethin's his momma on, I to see rumps in Farragama thongs Bet it plump when you got pajama's on, in, let's hit the Bahama's ma', And it's crunk I'm on the song, like "Bumb-ba-Bump," I'm picky, When it comes to licky, 'em slidin' off them Vickie's quickly, Under the doo-rag three 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 enough to not give a fuck, I'm hustlin' enough, to better, But enough 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 make your glance, And everybody know, go, So please, the stretch ambulance, These dudes stand a chance, When I pull up 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, Miami tans, Got doin' the street family dance, I'm sure this can, Make you save gangsta role for the camera man, F-A-B, you preferably, Don't F wit me, believe it, I'm definitely, as responsible, For the City High as 'Clef would be, it please
I'm introduced to women friends, 'Cause I buy double deuces to a Benz, Like they made by Timbaland, I have to remind, I got drafted and signed, Y'all playa's get used to the Not one of the Jesus's got lemon lips get loose like y'all feminine, I prove letting loose but the semi can my adrenaline, You never had no use that lem again, Half my is Dominican, Faboloso mi Le bengamins, This dude got the juice of a in him, Turn to stones Medusa got a glimpse of them, But right now you can lie and too, And later be the guy the dude to, And now you can try to prosecute, But in you goin' die in the hospital