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Say Juicy J must magic, all these invisible sets I put kush in my lungs and leather in my jet I got a gold-plated toilet, my nigga, I'm rich as And I would carry a wallet but all my won't fit I drop the bag in Miami, and Ferragamo'd my A couple of bands for her heels, a couple of more for her Bitch I got and shooters, don't make me pay for the hit They your ass off the planet like you ain't never exist
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