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I'm in my 7 deExplainuce kelis with the bat
With the bat, with the slappin' bat
I got that rag top Impala with the blue back
With the French blue pack, with that French

I got that rag top with the French blue back
Could you loan me a dollar? Bitch, I do that
Got a in an hour, got my bags all packed
it in for the huddle a hundred and 50 bags pow
Want me to take ya to the and throw it on the ground?
Instead I get by, fin this make you double girl
I'm back up in this, you niggas in trouble now
Shake, what you gon shake the city? you are from outta town
I made my scraper catch your paper on the
Stackin' yaper like a Laker, hit exactly it hurts
Better put that shit in reverse, you might cross the ledge
The of the castle swingin' screamin' "off with they heads! "
Round up and your ratchets
Mad cause they aside shit
it, we keep it, we mack it
Don't 'em nigga, happenin'?
What is it? get 'em cracking
Millions and millions
Focused, no longer
Put it down, let's see you mack

I'm a ass nigga (you's a bitch ass nigga)
I'm a rich ass (you's a bitch ass nigga)
I'm a ass nigga (you's a bitch ass nigga)
I'm a ass nigga (you's a bitch ass nigga)
Stacking money to the ceiling, paid all day
All day all day all day all day
If you tryna get it, better get up out the word
Out the word out the out the word out the word

They walk and they sleep and drash
Now the on fire, let the motherfucker burn
The farm once you came here it was my turn
Everybody up in spazzin'
Prouder than a hippie, fuckin' hella
Everybody tipsy, feelin' hyper
My wrist real icy
Bitch man niggas like me
'Cause their want me to pichy
But since 19-90
body boom boom
I'll be
Me and a few of my
Alcohol
I raisin' the grip, when these fin niggas
About to hit you in the
pack astroclickers
Niggas playin' and it's really with this shit
like prowlin'
I a pimp, say it like stalvin
All I is money countin'
Thousands on on thousands
Relentless, put the
tall player, no jawsin'
All about my
And the countin' just countin'
but bitch I'm heavy off in these streets
UFC seats
No salmon man, we

Let's get whatever you drinkin' and drink it by the
Then let me pound on your pussy and knock it out of
I wanna hook you and book you, hedges the face
While we vacate in the for motivation, ace
hundreds from 50's
Ball it up, bring it all me
Call it an hit me
I'm open, forget me
shit punchin' approachin' 160
I'm crawling like Pauline LeBailey, bouncing the city
Pity you shitty
It's 25 to life for pushin'
And off did anybody hit by a sniper
Live the rest of your life in a diper or chill the out
Oh you can walk? Better keep walkin' or they could you out
This is the end of the drought, homies is bouncing me
Too many 0's to count, I let these women me
Jump off clothes to give mouth
But then never confine me
unholy amounts
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