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Ya, lame niggas don't about you be the same ones gon' hate the most
LOL at my comment section to a dumb question when I make a
sipping that Peach Ciroc in my solo cup, time to make a toast
This one go to your momma, she a real one, she done raised a troll
Talk on your web browser
See me in and bitch up
I bet you sleeping with the lights on cause everytime I'm 'round you, you up
All these lil boys real tough on they keyboards with they fingers tapping
Meet a in the parking lot with them same hands and we'll get it cracking
'em speaking in pig latin
This track is spitting six dragons
In fact, I didn't practice, it happened
Make 'em like I did magic
is spazzing, hit, then I flip the mattress
Delivery man, got a big
Live lavish, give man a kiss after
Tell that Boy Meet World, I been Savage, yeah
And you been
Boy I'm bout to blow Bin Laden
I need a who got a big ass
She don't got class, she been
Got the on lock, put it in the cabinet
I been have bread a picnic basket
I been killing rappers, put 'em in the
I been making like a tennis racket, goddamn