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All that, all that, all that, all that Juice, juice All That, juice, juice Guyer Guyer Lets get it, all that I just called up bro to swap the poles
Look at the game switch Uh All that All that All that Juice Juice Juice Juice Diary Guyer Told bro I'm touchin' down, just meet me at the double
medulla So please leave me lone I don’t want no problems She wanna fuck me & all of my guyers Cant see the hate through the Cartier visors I spent 3bands
a profit, RaBillion, I'm versatiler, through the burnin, fire, I heard I'm hired, hurt some guyer's, still my words words inspire, Never approach me, you'd
try it If they ain't dead nigga don't see fire Stamp a tag on his ass, nigga life expired Light up Tay and i get higher Gotta ray gun like Daye Guyer I
here with his red flag (yeah) I love my city, I'm gang-gang (yeah) You fucked like two of my guy-ers (why?) She like, "Fuck that, niggas is liars"
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