x2: My view mirror is vibrating (echo: vibrating)x2 the keeps knockin down my rearview mirror
Say uh, which way should i uh? the beat keeps knockin down my rear view blankin a motherf***a swervin' hope i dont ? in my suburban BEATCH! my pocket be feudin with my left pocket cuz my left pocket be havin a in it my left pocket be with my right pocket cuz my pocket be havin mo money in it see that chick right she a lil ol' slut she said a FILF. FILF? Father I to F*** I "lil girl, you way too young for me you need to do is go and get your mommy i heard she's got some dome action gobble is fire suction cup lips, the air out a tire" hips butt tits call me sire & i wont stop till i retire BEATCH!
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It's cookies in my boy the blunt dub 7s in my trunk bout to make s*** jump i do my own stunts, my favorite one d**k stickin in the position till the b***h c*m & baby i'm the one, cold as a like coal in the soul of a gangster & i can you famous yet dangerous courageous, leave the game so outrageous, amazin', i keep the sh** can't nobody 'em only money can persuade 'em, by the cases, models get wasted, diamonds in my chain, some up in my bracelet pocket full of miss me that fake sh** the 40 cal spit till somethin' get hit honor thy mother, but these b***hes i the game vicious, i'm ridiculous (i'm ridiculous)
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