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[Chris
Look, in the 6-0
A little margarita
so I slow
The type of nigga I am kind of
Never out of my element I let the go
Shots in the club panic at the
She of that M D M A that's frisco
chips call me mister Nabisco
Is that bitch cause she
let my go wrist go
My techniques is sex freaks
Skinny dipp with hot bitches and lesbies
Imma put my on they soul like a SB
But they don't know scum to my soul they're just sexy
Imma play play that role in the
SV is
And can I get a with real ass and TITS
Most in the world to my
real Cause, all them fake niggas make me
wanna kill niggas, I stand alone fuck that bang shit!
they blowing niggas
Cause game ain't shit
Is relevant that I am better than these
are sleeping on me like I been
given sedatives
I wish I had better
friends and peers
Cause I know when it to the they disappear...

McCall]
Damn! Where go? Where they go? Where they go?

Uhhh-See I'm doper than that
Pookie was on in new city
This is why I'm getting
trying
I ain't fifty
cus whats being rich if your dying
shit is silly!
Call the the TLC all the ice make you chilly
I'm a pimp so you know I'm snatching broad
I'ma a star your patrick from spongebob
and in my city to the streets I'm Ricky
cus i keep the flooded with that crack music
I be selling cd's them niggas push kilos
but I don't push weight unless plates
in the weight
Why you I'm BUF? Blowin Up Fast
Call me left cause I be heavy on the gas
You think I was a Spartan, 300 on the dash
Either that or a martian in a aircraft
Cus when you see that whip that I have, you be like "What the was that?!"