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I'm somethin' a phenomenon, But still dumpin' the drama's on, Y'all hustlers eat fit meals, And it feels like when it's Ramadan, you chumps been walkin' with armor on, Somethin's his momma on, I love to see rumps in Farragama Bet it look plump when you got on, in, let's hit the Bahama's ma', And it's whenever I'm on the song, Bumpin' "Bumb-ba-Bump," I'm picky, When it to licky licky, Have 'em slidin' off Vickie's quickly, Under the doo-rag thick 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 gangsta to not give a fuck, I'm enough, to know better, But ballin' enough to not 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 know, everybody go, So please, the stretch ambulance, These dudes don't 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 doin' the street family dance, I'm this hammer can, Make you save that gangsta for the camera man, F-A-B, you preferably, Don't F wit me, Please it, I'm definitely, as responsible, For gettin' the City High as would be, it please
I'm introduced to women friends, I buy double deuces to rent a Benz, Like they made by Timbaland, I have to remind, since I got and signed, Y'all playa's get to the scrimagin' Not one of the Jesus's got gems? Y'all lips get like y'all feminine, I prove letting loose but the can boost my adrenaline, You never had no use with lem again, my roots is Dominican, Faboloso mi 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 be the guy the dude spoke to, And now you can try to prosecute, But in you goin' die in the hospital