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getting sweaty Cos I'm freakin' with your favorite baby You got a rain check I came to bring the pain back Rough neck swinging with the motherfuckin'
converse in a hurry niggas flock together like ravens in the bird the movie the movie by Alfred Hitchcock Bitch I got your block bitch I got your block
God sakes!! I said 'Whoa, hold on there Chatty Baby! I said, 'How old are you anyway guitar?' And that guitar said, 'I was born in '37, on the road by
penny loafer Is it wrong to date your cousin if you grew up in kentucky Is it wrong to go down south if you know the box is funky Is it wrong to eat
knife I was ready to stab Don't come at me like that come at me face to face I can't control my actions I don't care about a case I'm Surrounded by
truck right there We taking his trunk, he out of luck Walk in that bitch like we Don't give no fuck He talkin' down, set his ass up He the talk
to stunting That's my new thing Just brought me a bitch with a Baby by a trap nigga She don't know I wanna take them Duoquets I'm a rap nigga I'm a tie him up
thanks a lot I got a whole lot of pride, you ever try me I put you in the box Yeah, if I get a hold of your ho You know I'ma brag if you like it or not
brighter Brighter than the stars above I threw myself into the fire Blinded by the shades of love Oh baby You pretty little liar, you Pretty little
clap, till that ass gets sore Dizzy Wright say he looking for a hotel stripper But Mr. Benton, baby need a hotel ho Turnt up, walking through the door I
we doing Ain't no where round Started from the ground always Gotta hold it down Now they think they got it 'cause They signed up on the dotted But
'cause they told me, "Dumb it down" Be the hottest when the summer come around I need commas, commas in my bank account Counting numbers, numbers in
did it arrangin' some alphabets Couple of mill' from some alphabets, ho Time equals money, no time for no hoes You're there when there's money But
made my mama proud Did it by myself, I ain't need a crowd He just hit my phone, he need a pound Next flight out, I'm leavin' town So don't hit my
scales and number nine If we put our phone on flight mode, we'll be done by nine Music pays, it's kind of aight I still wanna shot of Miley Cy', huh
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