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Ta ra ra ra ta ta ta Ta ra ta ra Ta ra ra ra ta ta ta It's your boy Kelly ah Is the pot here form the hill Niggas hurting me like the Locjness knowing if i'm real They can't believe who greedy jeans they gave a deal And so wings God damn i think this boy for real ... giving this I'm ... degenerate that paper like oil fill Me and these black cocks got ..for one real and the .. boy like D rose .. yeah tell me what them plans at if it aint' souer nigga you can have your plane back it's a fact i met your nigga .. And i'm a winner i can show you niggas gangstas Yes sir let's get fire mister..while i'm .. western In Chicago in .. call this ..the deal i got a fresh fur Yeah i' flying I'm fucking breeze So many flash in my eyes i can barely see So many people in this party I can hardly breathe But still i'm poppin bottles and wipping round trees Here baby i'm smoking weed daily Have ..till the nigga is levitating I'm climbing till the top of my .. is elevating The game marsh nigga I came in the demonstrating Ha here is good young fly bitch F*ck you blames we all above the dung shit .. twist Getting hurt i'm the one that you should f*ck with, f*ck with |