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I can't f-ck with hoe niggas I can't trust these hoes neither Wake up early in the morning Eat that p-ssy like cold pizza Hater ass niggas be baller blocking Acting like some goalkeepers There's a reason for everything but My niggas kill for no reason Camo shorts for the whole beater All-black hoodie, I'm Grim Reaper Look like its time for spring cleaning Brand new spanking street-sweeper Been in the game, I'm knee-deep I like good head, I like good reefer All my niggas strapped and ready To set it off: Queen Latifah Got a chopper with a drum Split Swishers with my thumb Get money like Donald Trump Double barrel on that pump This kush I got ain't no chump Get stupid and get stomped Two girls I call criss Kross Kriss Kross'll make you jump Gotta do what a nigga gotta do Got goons – I ain't even gotta shoot Got a bunch of bad bitches by the pool I like my bitches in twos Gotta go, I stick it and move G Code: I stick to the rules Last night I got so high I Swear to God, I went to the moon I want that shit you can't get no where You p-ssy boy, don't go there If I don't do nothing, I'mma ball No hair. Smoking on that "oh yeah" My niggas tote that hardware What you bout woadie? My niggas about that warfare Real nigga since day one Cause I ain't promised day two Throw that p-ssy at me Bitch, I think I'm Babe Ruth Drop top Maybach on the way Yeah that's that new Land-o-Lakes She hit me with her jungle I'm gonna hit her with that rattle snake Guns clap like patty cake Blood gang red bandana face Make them p-ssies pop theyself You can call that "masturbate" I don't front no fabricate I get high, I gravitate Weezy F Baby bitch The F is for Fascinate Louisiana from that swamp I'mma pull this bitch out and dump Better run like Forrest Gump F-ck you and where you from 3-2 I am the one: job well done I ball 24/7, 3 6 5, 12 months Put some redbone, put some caramel Come to Wayne's World, it's a fairy tale Yeah I'm high bitch, bitch I para-sail Carter 4 is late, sorry for the wait. |