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fallin', in love with success Entrepeneur, conniseur, I maneuver the best Rollin', Ruger on my lap, rubber grip on the handle Stunner have your homies
nigga lure, you want to smoke Cause this business makin me a weed conniseur Meet the have-been, one of the last men on this note Who want to get
On stage cuzz minimum wage has me on maximum rage Page mac, lets scrap, the conniseur of rap See me, come tight like a pig in a bikini Please! All emcees
the top the pinnacle, the echelon I'm never fallin (c'mon) and beat MC's with a baton The conniseur, I'm gonna do her over dinner (Black Boy make you
I rock the house, like I'm RUN!! Rap conniseur, I rock Sean John velour B-boy stance and that's hardcore E-Dub, real name, no gimmicks Your style
grin, I'm in, game begin I'm the master I'm somethin like a pussy conniseur Faggot! You somethin like a Pussy kind of whore chit-chattin at bitches Yip
a superstar, it ain't all about the clothes it ain't all about the car But its an attitude, & i consider myself a conniseur cuz bad bitches i dun had a few & i
and exact And givin no slack, I'm tellin you flat, that I am an orator, dope rhyme conniseur Never leavin you bored on the dancefloor You want more,
the nerve to wonder why I'm vexed When I read the publication I was like "Damn Was we in the same conversation?" This for the rap conniseurs, magazine critics
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