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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 the purp
dont with 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 her purse
Ok i spazz, i
u last, im
im on ur ass like
behind cash, get murk
im talkin big n-gga, join my hit list n-gga
whats the matter? check ur bladder im the sh-t n-gga
the witness, n-gga
hold in the streets
and this n-gga
oh n-gga
man im runnin with the
young money
u bet we gon do our
well aint it in the summer
and we for the comers
and among us
and u kno imma my ass until my crew very humongous
I T.I hold ya head
and Mack hold ya
wish i could but i cant say some other names cuz of the
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 n-gga, i dont take no sh-t
take the off the whip now it dont make no sense
stunt hard on these b-tches i aint tomorrow
now women kickin it with me Nomar Garciaparra
Few grow them killer plants, the lil shop of horror(?)
and we roll them b-tches thick, make look like Tocara?
man im to for these n-ggas, and three much for these hoes
the World is in my hands, and i my hands closed

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

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