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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, my bitch mean as hell
She don't like when I shake niggas' hands
We'll take his brain right off his shoulders
He don't use his head
Bet not, front your move
You know this chop can
Shoot out boiled eggs
Rollin' off the meds
I get to tweakin and be done
Popped your mans
Speedin' to the chicken
And doin' 80
Tryin' to serve my head
I done probably bust a thousand jugs
Before I did a scam
I don't know his ass
And I'm gon' tax him
Like I'm Uncle Sam
I can't write a hook
But I can teach a nigga
How to cook
Junkie asked me
What's inside the pot
I told his ass
My foot
Know the recipe
To every mix
I could
Gon' write a book
Momma know I'm thuggin
Bout my posture
I grew up with crooks
Yeah, never go out pussy
Too official
You can't play me rookie
We was sellin' grams
Before these niggas
Started sellin' cookie
All my niggas
Posted with the blues
Bitch, I feel like Tookie
This bitch heaven-sent
I bow my head
Before I eat her coochie
It's just me and my lil
We be sellin' a lot of
I got girl and he got
My junkie called said oh boy
She just wanna be with gang
Cause she know ima hot boy
This shit talladega nights
This bitch gon' ride like
NASCAR
I show up to his block
And pull up like the task force
Blow the motor out the engine
Stand up on the dashboard
Havin motion
Make him mad
But what the f*ck
They mad for
I just used up all the cut
Rushed out the spot
To grab more
My lil' daughter
Got my heart
Than some of you pussys
She won't need a nigga
Better shoot your blick
We catch you out
My gang be leavin' niggas
Ain't nobody took me
And you a fool
If you believe them niggas
I'll son his ass
Like I'm his daddy
I be teachin' niggas
Yeah, hop out let it
Sing with two blicks
I feel like max pain
You ain't never pulled up
Served yo J
And help him find his vein
Mix the blender up
My fingers dusty
From the lighter cane
I can go get lost a thousand times
And never change my ways
F*ck, I look like
Tryna fumble da bag
When I took risks for this
I don't give a f*ck
He want it raw
I'm still gon' hit this shit
We was on the block
As pre-teens
Like f*ck a Christmas list
Gang them hard body
They'll get mad
And start to flippin shit
It's just me and my lil
We be sellin' a lot of
I got girl and he got
My junkie called said
She just wanna be with gang
Cause she know I'm a hot boy
This shit talladega nights
This bitch gon' ride like nascar
It's just me and my lil
We be sellin' a lot of
I got girl and he got
My junkie called said
It's just me and my lil
We be sellin' a lot of
I got girl and he got
My junkie called said

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