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I'm like a phenomenon, But still whenever the drama's on, Y'all can't eat fit meals, And it feels somethin' like when 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 crunk whenever I'm on the song, Bumpin' "Bumb-ba-Bump," I'm picky, When it to licky licky, Have 'em slidin' off them quickly, Under the doo-rag thick sixty, the hypno and sticky icky, I Okay!
I'm fly enough, to do better, But pimp enough to not a fuck, And I'm enough, to do better, And enough to not give a fuck, I'm hustlin' enough, to better, But ballin' to not give a fuck, And I'm, old enough, to better, But enough to not give a fuck
man, I'm in a so old, It'll your grandma glance, And everybody know, go, So please, call the ambulance, These don't stand a chance, When I pull up the pamper brand, in the Lambo slants, With a madame France, a ass so big, You hide it in hammer pants, Who be in New York, With tans, Got everybody the street family dance, I'm sure hammer can, Make you save that gangsta role for the 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, Believe it
I'm introduced to your friends, 'Cause I buy double to rent a Benz, Like they made by Timbaland, I have to remind, I got drafted and signed, playa's get used to the scrimagin' Not one of the Jesus's got gems? lips get loose like y'all feminine, I prove letting loose but the can boost my adrenaline, You never had no use that lem again, Half my is Dominican, Faboloso mi Le bengamins, dude got the juice of a pimp in him, Turn to stones Medusa got a glimpse of them, But now you can lie and gossip too, And later be the guy the spoke to, And now you can try to prosecute, But later in you goin' die in the