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I'm like a phenomenon, But still dumpin' whenever the on, Y'all hustlers eat fit meals, And it feels somethin' like it's Ramadan, Hope you chumps walkin' with armor on, turnin' his momma on, I to see rumps in Farragama thongs Bet it look plump you got pajama's on, Jump in, let's hit the ma', And it's whenever I'm on the song, like "Bumb-ba-Bump," I'm picky, When it to licky licky, Have 'em slidin' off Vickie's quickly, Under the thick three sixty, It's the 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 enough, to know 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 grandma glance, And everybody know, go, So please, call the ambulance, dudes don't stand a chance, When I pull up like the 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 hammer can, Make you save that gangsta for the camera man, F-A-B, you preferably, wanna F wit me, Please 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 boots 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 lips get loose y'all feminine, I prove letting but the semi can boost my adrenaline, You never had no use with lem again, Half my is Dominican, mi gusto Le bengamins, This dude got the juice of a in him, Turn to stones like 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 in you goin' die in the hospital