x2: My rear view is vibrating (echo: vibrating)x2 the beat keeps knockin my rearview mirror
Say uh, which way i steer uh? the keeps knockin down my rear view mirror blankin like a swervin' i dont ? in my 2010 suburban BEATCH! my pocket be feudin with my left pocket cuz my left pocket be a thumper in it my left pocket be with my right pocket cuz my right pocket be havin mo in it see that chick there? she a lil ol' slut she said a FILF. FILF? Father I to F*** I "lil girl, you way too young for me what you to do is go and get your mommy i heard she's got some vicious action gobble is fire cup lips, suck the air out a tire" hips butt tits call me sire & i wont stop Mack-in' till i BEATCH!
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It's cookies in my boy like the it's dub 7s in my trunk bout to s*** jump i do my own stunts, this my one stickin in the same position till the b***h c*m & baby i'm the one, cold as a heart 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 face 'em only can persuade 'em, bottles by the cases, get wasted, in my chain, some more 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 keep the vicious, i'm ridiculous (i'm ridiculous)
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(Instrumental boosted)