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No ceilings..
o o ok, i got this on this bugatti
Im in this bugatti
2 v8s aint no thing as driving calm in this bugatti
Im bad
Im
Ill the purp
dont f-ck with me cuz right now im higher than Captain
I swear i be the sickest n-gga, u can ask the
and if you throw it in the bag, i bet ill snatch her
Ok i spazz, i
u last, im
im on ur ass dirt
that cash, get murk
im talkin big sh-t n-gga, join my hit n-gga
whats the matter? check ur bladder im the sh-t n-gga
the witness, n-gga
hold in the streets
and convict n-gga
oh n-gga
man im runnin the blucka
young money
u bet we gon do our
aint it sunny in the summer
and we for the comers
and among us
and u kno bust my ass until my crew very humongous
I said T.I ya head
and hold ya head
wish i could but i cant say some other cuz of the feds
and to my bloods, red
man u know how we
and if it to be the boss, oh well i guess i gotta pay
im a New Orleans n-gga, i dont no sh-t
take the brain off the whip now it make no sense
stunt hard on these b-tches i aint promise
now women kickin it me like Nomar Garciaparra
Few grow them killer plants, the lil tune of horror(?)
and we them b-tches thick, make them look like Tocara?
man im to much for these n-ggas, and three for these hoes
the is in my hands, and i keep my hands closed

i love my baby mommas, they get my highest
gotta take care of them kids , man i kno ya heard
and i on an island, Atlantic in my backyard
i just my pilot to land it in my backyard
quarter back shot gun, you dont get any yards
b-tch i ball hard, all the back boards
pretty boy Floyd up i will crack yours
and even at the White House we up at the back doors

around like im thirty feet tall
Tiger Woods all these tryna birdy these balls
and the Porche 911 like emergency
man i be chillin, im cool like Lou Rawls?
young in the building, im puttin up new walls
n-gga take Mrs Officer and set some new laws
my is like rubbin two logs
young we the new sh-t and new drawers
now get off my , i aint f-cking wit cha
me shoot to the bank, im a money pistol
weezy beat the up like Sonny Liston
red bone do me good then her friend, her
i her bitch, she never met her best friends a sister
i her p-ssy microsoft like windows vista
young tunche, pop that cucci for a hoe
bullet in you memory, now u act like u dont know
east who i do it for, eagle street right by the store
katrina wiped the city out but couldnt f-ck wit grove
lost some real niggas i knew from a long ago
but heaven or hell im hopin that be where ima go
take a gal and make her come give me a private show
still hair, dont care, like a navajo
im the hardest sh-t go in ur ass and
i this verse, and i swag and surf
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