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my state get threw up If you don't know me then there's one thing that you gotta know I'm from West Virginia if you don't like it then you gotta go I
loose around the neck and make sure hoes in check So if you gon' fill a nigga cup, fill it up with paper 'Cause we ballaholics bitch, ain't nothin'
lit by Olympic torches Gold bars melted and what returned Rolexes Niggas got Breitlings to burn Loyalty to earn Royalty to who it may concern this is
touch I'm with the crew we tryin' to carry out the gold cup If it ain't a win I'm gonna make a whole fuss Never going back to holding packs and ducking
I'm just an island boy, I'm from the 242 I rep the black and the gold and the aqua blue Clear skies, blue water, Sitting next to you Summer time in
I can’t stand to be sober when I’m with you Pour a cup pop a pill we both got issues I roll up the lye and she like to twist truths But now you’re
Well fuck it this is for me Let it be my love symphony Yeah Blood sweat tears Never Money cars clothes gold hoes Is it all that matters I suppose
I’m outside I’m outside baby One call And you know I can arrange it I’m online take yo time baby Solid gold motherfucker ain't changing Climb on top
You ain't felt it how I felt it but I don't want you to Niggas say they on my helmet, I'ma hold you to it Double up the boffee cup, it's full of motor
pass me the blunt Fuck goin gold Im just trying to win the Cannibus cup WHAT??? [Ayana] Think it's gonna be one of those nights one of those nights
sending the messages! Like Orange whiskey, would you get outta my cup? I'm 'bout to give you up Like I gotta get a grip Say goodbye to all the bums My
You watch Ms. America, I fucked Ms. Virginia I'm known to burst, skip go to church Got the block hotter than your girlfriend penurch I'ma scrape
about it he asking why my cup pink (Dont ever ask that shit again dumbass) Said she wanna fuck, swear I kicked her out forty times Neck full of gold in
'88 to right now I was never broke Back then I was V'd up With a nut cup, problem with the price nigga? see Buck Never waitin' in line nigga, I bump Pay
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