Lyrics:
a four-five black People stop and stare havin' drinks at the bar A round for everybody with these big willie cards From civllians to stars they want
The way I used to fumble women, pretty foreign with curves Cup thick, oil and syrup The more I deserve I need millions and millions I'm not a civllian
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