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dollar car where I sit
And my broad is the shit
Crenshaw in the 6
Got it parked at the Shell in front of all of the Crips
You either ball or you brick

man known to turn home boys to tourists. 

I love the JVC Force and MC Shan, 
but draw upon dreams and fractured memories.  
I've factored remedies

foreign car, keep a firearm in the armrest
Foreign broads flirtin' with the God, they want sex (uh-huh)
But lately, I'm these hoes heartthrob and they

a chip in it
Forever stay silent
Don't sit there and pout
Use it up, wear it out, make it do, and do without
You’re in a street car named desire with

Painting on stage his newest masterpiece
So I left with the door ajar, I left it ajar

I remember in first grade, walking up to my art teacher
I believe her

got star dream on a corner drinkin' gasoline
my man threw you up in a fiend no contest
Dunn i'm bless and knew a devil in a blue dress
Dunn i'm bless

is
Somethin' you never seen
Like a lint roller, this all off of my genes
I fall off in your dreams
I sever 'em like Rob Hoffman
Extort cars in