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A holiday, my nickname is Ballaween
*whistles* plop, watch out for the screens
Got more green then a seattle sweater letter
Ice is nothin' but like the weight of a feather
My ring is a prostitute, my princess cut
Stick ya finger in her butt and it'll 10 bucks
Ice crushed a slush but it ain't nothin' to we
If a nigga walk into a store and spend less a G
shaggy, it wasn't me, that's somethin' you'll never see
See I see more ice then crushed ice in a
Matter-fact if my rap were wack, I'd still stacks
Could go if I dissed every city on every track
If I was born with a mean attached to my arm
I'd still be the one hoes wanna take to the prom
Mad 'cause you get as girls as a gang full of gay boys
My trunk got more bump then a ass full of
I'ma, trade in a benz for a pinto no rims
And ask the hoes again "You wanna be friends?"
It seems all them haters been hatin' us lately
Because we get more icing donuts and pastries
100 G's or 8 G's, don't I'll make G's
We make dough then Keebler elves in bakery's
Don't hate me, hate the
Don't hate we make change
Chamillionaire came through and I'll your brain