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Yeah, on my you say? Oh that shit then nigga
Higher than a bird, off herb, in the O A K Off on perv, parked on curb, up a vay it three times, laced it with the Alize About twomp a day, hit me frequently Sneak, and forty, from chocolate short-ay, we All prepared, 'cause my is no day, the broad say I last! you six months But I say, she pullin' a gang of major
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I play this playa shit like Bunny Ain't no cartoon figure nigga I makes money, nuttin' funny If you're ever in funk, call your potnah on the cell And one-eighty-seven, at the end of the number on Washington, on the cellular phone You could tell that the Easy Bay was his My people off like a high school build And all my money in stacks, and all my on swell
Mobbin' a playa, but I'm still a G doe Pager goin' off C-3PO for the Hurricane, E said word I put a nigga on his back, what you heard
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I be so I'm talkin' on my phone-telyalous You can have my baitch, but I I it up as a loss and charge it to the game She said you must be playin' some of phone tag 'Cause time I hit you, you don't hit me back Why is dat? 'Cause you're hella hard to get in contact Thought you thought, was killin' big girl was crackin' on crabs
Six o'clock, the said that's my crib be at the West plus Due to go, left me at be Leavin' my ass up in the room all alone And I be starvin' rubbin' my monkey for some Donkey Kong Now you're talkin', let's get the on the road I know tired of barkin', you need to hop on my load So we can stab out, rock and Arroyo Park At the top of hill, so I can check oil
I said ah one to the two ah two to two three, me why your Baby momma keep on pagin' me, I give the hoe the number So why does she call, she she wanna do me, and all of y'all But I'm like that nigga on The Mack, I don't the honey I want the money of you niggaz is funny style and meanwhile I'm my piece to these tricks 'cause it's the paper chase Laced with game, see I'm livin' in the hustlers dream, up a player If it's major, especially if it's nigga hit me on my pager
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Rang it, baby a call My you're screamin', how I be hittin' them walls You got me tinglin', how you be workin' them a kiss I make 'em all say this, yeah that's raw I glance cut, bass we, big cheeks With a blast headin' for the nut, big A&H Got some bitches all in the cut, it's that my number to the hoe to hit me up
Yo, 911ing me to death, what's all that fo' Got my Williams and fillin' my and pager on the overflo' What's happenin' with all old bullshit is it really all that Damn serious, You're draining the hell out of my Got your thinkin' curious 'cause in the Y E A A R E A The game constipated, buckin' around in the Golden State where The game originated, fools be scandalous they to be squares Be vicious, hit me on pager, hit me if it's major
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