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Yeah up what's up money
kool keith
You ever go to some house
And they act they livin lavish
Two-thousand extreme space chandeliers (space chandeliers)
I rugs
I just everything all over the carpet (yeah)
updated nineteen seventy-five music playing
I pulling all your (all programs)
That's right all you robots (robots)

Verse
Yo I seen ya girl night
Flat butt is wack, skinny
Bald head weave with the ashy
Wig in the seat
With pay-less on her feet
Dirty
With mildew spots in the machine
Roommates with no place, babies crying, pissy
Roaches and funky panties hanging out the hamper
Three big head boys, but one's got to go to
Her youngest daughter hair braided, like a fool
refrigerator
Family up now an laters
No tv, just me and the mc
No gas, electric
The house smell make my hurt
on the carpet,
Station wagon at the
With stamps on
With beads around this neck
I a forty ounce
Watch the ants, bounces

Yeah

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I bring the ruckus straight from the
The two-thousand

two:
Daisy dukes stretch marks
Her hair in a bun
pork and beans
Some stale in the sun
Kids ain't
Little got a hard head
Bugs are
Cables all like pee in the bed
Old clothes ain't
The bathroom is all toes
Athlete's
No mats with water off the street
Spraying the
The room is humongus
lunch on the floor
Baby vomit atomic,
With an old bowl of guacamole, cap'n
No milk, chase it with fruit punch
Dishwashing
of grease
I ain't tryin to get
Straightening combs, I
Hair is all over the
Tampons in the can
The is hot
no fan
Air condition is
With blunt is in the room
Fix all your nose rags
cheerios
No tissue
wipe, your mom left a missile
Acting fly I scoped a
my human eye
Dead up I'm
The ain't got me curious
Dry turkey on the couch
The cat ate
You think you
Tryin to dress up like robin

Yeah yeah yeah

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Verse
No are paid
Just cabinets packed full with
bread I throw back
Just missed over ya
Sardines with old
Tuna is ludicrous
potatoes
A bag full of spoilt
Neighbors borrow, send the over need sugar
Little tonika's at the door her face full of
forty-five on the table
A six of miller
Fake
Honeys walk around gorillas
Stretch in action
Stomach bumps look like
chicken on the stove
With the puppy
Everybody black and white tube tonight
No color
Plastic bag hair
I grab a record rick
the fifth dimensions

Yeah yeah yeah

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