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This beat, yeah Hop in this thang, yeah With David Guetta, yeah And Afrojack, yeah Now all my ladies, yeah Go ahead and get sexy, yeah And if
to do you like this Oh man homey, when the tooley go click, click, click It's the young high-roller, the talk of New York David got my neck lookin'
you like this Oh man homey, when the tooley go click, click, click It's the young high-roller, the talk of New York David got my neck lookin' like
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bitches 6 feet deep My mental status destroyed 'Cause I was touched by the hands of tha sick But I swear with a passion I'm a put 6 shots in this
and the wisdom, understanding of the lord Is stored, if you're lured everybody grab your sword If I live by the sword then I die by the sword I'll die by
married to men who don't please 'em, dreamin' of comin' urbanly murderous like David Berkowitz when I'm gunnin' Some cowards on the internet didn't think
the snitch know to get it on 24 hour ghetto jeep is at the door Lynch mob made me how you and your goofy click And your throat is gone, suffocating em by
decapitating parking meters when the pigs blew the whistle like Winslow I went to jail over night for putting a sticker on a phone booth, now by the time ya'll
shit Like man, you are sick But you are not as sick as the niche Of these niggas not even quarters but dying to get rich Will lie to their click
a mack and me some clothing The corner stores, the ski masks, the forty-fours Run up on 'em so slick, and get my pistol and click Give me the muthafucking
but as soon as the, grind get hard you put yo time in God. Verse 1 It's in our blood thuggin til the days of my death my last breath taken by the ATF
makin' fun of nerd clicks You motherfuckin' freaks and geeks are dumb With ya painted white face, and pierced nose and tongue I pass my classes with ease
the trigger, click, should've been eating lead But I wasn't, I was naked in john frost square Mothers with pushchairs stopped and stared For this situation I
Don't say shit like Pink Panther You Talk Too Much like Run'n'them and your breath smell like Pampers Get knocked the fuck out by Dr. David Banner