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No ceilings..
o o ok, i got this chrome on bugatti
Im in this bugatti
2 v8s no such thing as driving calm in this bugatti
Im bad
Im
Ill pass the
dont f-ck me cuz right now im higher than Captain Kurk
I i be the sickest n-gga, u can ask the nurse
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
behind that cash, get
im talkin big sh-t n-gga, my hit list n-gga
whats the matter? ur bladder im the sh-t piss n-gga
shoot the witness,
hold in the streets
and convict n-gga
oh n-gga
man im runnin the blucka
young muthaf-cka
u bet we gon do our
aint it sunny in the summer
and we coming for the
and whoever us
and u kno imma bust my ass until my very humongous
I said T.I ya head
and Mack ya head
i could but i cant say some other names cuz of the feds
and to my bloods, red
man u how we plead
and if it cost to be the boss, oh well i i gotta pay
im a New Orleans n-gga, i take no sh-t
take the brain off the whip now it dont make no
stunt hard on these b-tches i aint promise
now kickin it with me like Nomar Garciaparra
Few grow killer plants, the lil tune shop of horror(?)
and we roll them b-tches thick, make them like Tocara?
man im to much for these n-ggas, and three much for hoes
the World is in my hands, and i keep my closed

i love my mommas, they get my highest honor
gotta take of them kids , man i kno ya heard Obama
and i live on an island, in my backyard
i just tell my to land it in my backyard
back shot gun, you dont get any sack yards
b-tch i ball hard, breakin all the back
pretty boy Floyd step up i will yours
and at the White House we pull up at the back doors

walk around im thirty feet tall
Tiger all these hoes tryna birdy these balls
and the Porche 911 like calls
man i just be chillin, im cool like Lou
young in the building, im puttin up new walls
n-gga take your Mrs and set some new laws
my flow is like two logs
young mula we the new and new drawers
now get off my d-ck , i aint wit cha
watch me to the bank, im a money pistol
weezy the beat up like Sonny Liston
red bone do me good her friend, her sister
i mean her bitch, she never met her friends a sister
i leave her microsoft like windows vista
tunche, pop that cucci for a goon hoe
bullet in you boys memory, now u act like u dont
east side who i do it for, street right by the store
katrina wiped the city out but f-ck wit holly grove
lost some real niggas i from a long time ago
but or hell im hopin that they be where ima go
take a nigga gal and make her come give me a show
still hair, dont care, like a navajo
im the hardest go in ur ass and search
i this verse, and i swag and surf
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