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Say Juicy J know magic, all these invisible sets I put kush in my lungs and seats in my jet I got a toilet, my nigga, I'm rich as shit And I would carry a wallet but all my won't fit I the bag in Miami, and Ferragamo'd my bitch A couple of bands for her heels, a couple of for her tits I got money and shooters, don't make me pay for the hit They wipe your ass off the like you ain't never exist
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