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CEO and I don't wear suits (CEO)
Boy, my son rock ice too (yeah)
Yeah, fight who? What that pipe shoot? (Boom)
Face like Yo Gotti, white Rover

The figurehead was a whore in bed
Sucking a dead man's penis

The captain's daughter Charlotte
Was born and bred a harlot
Her thighs at night were lily white
By

forget to show us
When putting on the facade of the white collar job
White picket fence and a dog named Rover
Making sure we bend over for them 13 red

I turn the fuck up like a rockstar
Gotta white bitch and she act hard
You can get toasted like Pop-Tarts
She thought this was Supreme, this is Goyard

cola
Middle of summer my heart freezing over
I'm off in space up in Mars with the rover
White bitch, cheaper by the dozen
Said he got racks, knowing damn

gettin' it
Range Rover on 26's
White on white like storm troopers
Matchin' guns about the Beamer
Three 6 Mafia
Been bumpin' since I was ten years old
My

New National Anthem

T.I.

Paperwork [Deluxe Edition]

2014

and the pipe
Young nigga rolling weed in a cigar he can light
Bang red either blue selling hard and the white
Live by the gun, never run from a fight
Trayvon in

red either blue selling hard and the white
Live by the gun, never run from a fight
Trayvon in a hoodie, walking through the neighborhood he
Didn't do

at night time
Bring a night bag
And some white wine
So slide by
Late at night time
Bring a night bag
And some white wine
I can't explain it
Vibe so amazing

What I look like with all this money? (huh?)
How I look havin' all these hoes? (uh)
When I crack a smile, white gold (bling)
Yeah, I'm talkin'

Chim Chim Cheree

Allan Sherman

My Son, the Greatest: The Best of Allan Sherman [CD]

1988

but I think they're great
Like sodium acetylsalicylate
(Sodium acetylsalicylate)

I wake up each morning a most happy man
I cover my Pic-O-Pay with

Roll batches of white widow
No ordinary Boss, strawberry cough cigarillo
Know my accomplishments
Hoes wanna follow him
Milk me for my doe but im lactose

Kick One wait Kick 2 let off 30
Thissa 40 im from the 50s i aint Nervous
Range rover hella saucy yeah its Stolen
Kwame who Kwame Kayda bitch you

belong, first ticket to Mars
I am a sentinel
Driving my car like a Rover
I got the range
Curry from three then it's over
Three then it's over
I never stay

want to see you party for me yea ah

Call a ja gi eat a joja
We were talking been in over
White darlie colour tover fucking swerving in a rover

handed out by the gallon
Healthcare is free
Abolish the prisons
Don’t tread on me
I Ain’t a victim 
You fucking kidding?
The place is fucked and you ask

And Espolon its to the face
I gotta new whip
Who wanna race
She say she sober
But she shitfaced
I want a Rover or a Bentley
I might even get a Hemi
I been

the nigga I had to become
Cause honey I shrunk the kid way before the nigga could jump
White boys can too
Stumble over hurdles
I say donkey, you say stallion

just me and you so come a lil closer 

Hop inside my foreign car yes hop inside my rover 

When I’m in my city bitches love me like I’m Sosa 

And I cant

Getting the bag by any means
We create the culture
Our voice is like an architectural structure
White folks still eat off us
But we fly above it that's

to concrete
No drive-bys, Cudi, hop out get em him on feet
Tris with a 10, got me walking like a zombie
Put some Za in the mix, got me on my Gandhi

Down south

Slashed and snuffed
Get bashed and fucked
By a brash bastard
Who's past his luck
They say you can't pick your family, but you can choose your victim

tryna find a way to break out inside

Man The Great Blank's back, yeah we back to puttin' on
Back chillin' at the trap, back hangin' with the squad
It's

up in the Wraith, hit the plug on the way
100k on the face, keeping Ms in the bank
AK by the waist, no I do not play
Get familiar with the money,