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We in this great lakes eatin' steaks n shrimp kinds hard to miss the crew cause' we all got limps We come with new kicks and stetsons The super saggy and the white trash connection No flexin', huh, what I mean You can feel us fool, we don't to be seen It's all about the green, not the we be takin' That free with an lp in circulation, and we be wastin' time Got all state, all county, all hood rhymes all good times, thank the lord For fuckin' people and credit card fraud Were up your lawn, we got herds of lincolns Step into your crib and have your house stinkin' Don't blink and don't were soft your money and your gold and don't express your thoughts We get mad props, wreck all Puttin' on crews they get confused and lose, that's what we do Styles tem pioneers Leavin' suckers in awe you get jawed for lookin' Can you me or am I talkin to the wall That's top dog callin' out each and everyone of You get balls you come and talk that But top dogs camp ain't nothing to fuck And don't say we warn ya I got this detroit thing with more love california Drunk dj smokin' dips Call me the sidekick boy kid with the limp I rip through rhymes like a bullet in the And I float through tracks a shark in the sea A we bit shy but I by me And I'm a mean when I have to be Got young g's with sleeves and thieves on placed in case somebody feels bold, I told You ho's you can't with these 'cause I more papers then trees See we believe in forever is criteria You fuckin' with top dog fuckin' with familia No I ain't ya, got all that I can do to hear Anytime you see me you stand clear You see me in my lincoln, in the drinkin' Who you check bitch, what the fuck you thinkin' You can check me but that shit don't You can get your took tryin' to take my pride You ride with man that shit ain't big I roll dogs that'll rock your wig And got all money, detroit to portland Cellular receivers and beepers is what were Your of importance, I don't sweat you the drinks on me but the jokes on you I'm all about the everyday at all See I'm not very much I'm just havin' a ball I'm in bed by four I'm up by I sit around, I might write me a tune I might go fishin' and again I not I might get me a 40 or pour me scotch The watch on my that don't even exist A lot of people from appointments that I've missed I dissed everybody and their mom for 'cause everybody's barkin' but ever bites Your talkin' loud, nothin' Get you dad, get cousin Go and get your boy he's as big as a house Now your pussy ass click and get the fuck out I'm the estranged, deranged, got domains states I live in plush hotels them hourly rates I do big 8 times a day The be livin' large at the seafood bay Got a way with the and now I'm lookin' to scramble about to ass out on a no good gamble I could handle anything but I down for broke So before somebody slides somebody's choked I'm a no good freak, I tweak like rashes I lose a little love with day that passes a masochistic, rock, statistics, vocabulary I'm a very shy simplitic And get this, people say I changed I'm the same mother fucker with the same old A extra game and extra cash see You fuck me but don't put it past me You wanna bash me and got no I can lay up in the caymans for 4 straight I a pnk, I refuse to be I for what is not what used to be Your all up in the past ass Hear I say I'm all today and I'm a die that way... bitch