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(Damnnn) Whoa Like damn Molly brown not white Yellow colored like some sand whoa (Yeah) Just popped a perky know I'm flying Rob Van Dam whoa No Randy Orton
home, if you're comin' home Uh yeah, project livin' (yeah) Late nights in Linden park chillin' (uh huh) Jean's crib with Randy, Rob, and Ruben (yeah)
Aha, yeah Randy's tha boss Rocky tha Ruler Famoe The Germany and the UK Link up You Know what's gonna happen in it Murder, Murder We goin' back
resemble a boss When you step out you just taken a loss Takin your shit like my name randy moss Fuck wit my clique man you don't know the cost Words are so
Pop a seal ouu it taste like candy Catch green like moss no randy I don't care how they feel can't stand me Imma be everything that I can be Pop
Big ole bag like Santa Claus Love Benjamin like hold on pause Drive double R I'm not Rick Ross Take his bitch like Randy Moss With the gang she
they gone get me caught Say, "fuck with them You gone catch records" '07 Randy Moss I touch her redskin, then I jet Boy I'm Santana Moss Wait, let me pop
the head Randy ass was there, now he runnin' scared Some say I'm gangsta, some say I'm crazy If you ask me, I'll say "I'm what the hood made me" Now I
you got a rope to hang yourself I rob for self, from Brooklyn, where else Fat like a Lexus coupe, I'll rip your troop Not even Lois Lnae could get
a cantaloupe Hope you got a rope to hang yourself I rob for self, from Brooklyn, where else Fat like a Lexus coupe, I'll rip your troop Not even Lois Lane
ain't Randy tonight I go savage Looking all fresh when I hoped out the coop Circle like Cheerio running like Mario I got the lil bitty bih in the loop
Met her Snuck out the friendzone, aye Now I’m Randy Moss In the endzone, aye I’m getting’ bread like Winco, aye Step up if you tryna get smoke, aye
It was Tony Kevin and John I met them mowing the lawn It was Montae Randy, Jermaine He asked if we could chill so I told him to stay Zay Tayvion
This za it taste like candy Wrestle these bows like I was Randy I was trapping since 11 Bro trapping in a Chevy Watch what you be saying cuz these niggas
to F.M. Blue and Randy Austin You're lost when You thought that you can hang with this Niggas, this is dangerous {Spice 1:} I'm committin a 187 so
to the JB Classics, you know, shout to my big homie Rob Hebler Weeklydrop.com, (Hot Dogg!), Shout to my man Chris Gibbs over at Union Big shout out
girl getting older I can't leave 'em to bastard They can't live without money So I'ma rob if I have to And I'ma die if I have to Call me cup lord forver
shit aired out But I know nobody won't say nun bout it Member back in the day we'll rob bare-face Came a long way still might slay somebody All these
Voices in my head, they gon leave me dead Keep telling me go and rob the nigga Huh I'ma go put one in the head, and I'ma run down with that fire Keep
Bitch said I'm Martian she so bad at flirting (Aye) Still hit the bit Jackie Rob Young nigga so hungry I might jack and rob Run up on him leaving leaking
ass is a whole bitch I might have cuz and them rob yo whole team Slide on yo bitch so ridiculous with it like Rob I swear to god these boys corn
rope I'm Randy I'm Savage B Oh yea Flow got no gravity it's a blaze, hear it and get 3rd degree Fuck if you've heard of me Diamonds in my wrist watch
like the music bleeds, play music Diamond rings but I ain’t nothing, play music Buss down and you’re reaching Rob, play music Spend your life going
shit blown off This shit ain't sweet, this shit ain't candy Memphis niggas savage with no Randy We use violence, AK's handy Money piled up, they
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