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1:]
ho
All we do is tell so
Why we look
And you look a talent show
All we do is bank, forever and
a bad bitch, bring her home like a veteran
Make her waffles, with
I'm eating, one free
Been saying that we roll the illest
Like roaches in the kitchen, go and watch a kill it
I'm a P-I-M-P, why we
Cause there's K-I-Ds
County, where you at
If you me, holla back
ATL done got here
Row turned Hollowell
Percocet's for my
My look like Miss Info
Y'all been slow, I been
Y'all Kinkos, ho
No I ain't drunk, I text badly
Running through like a pep rally
When I'm in your city get rowdy
I spit Downy, no shit me
Stone Georgia, got something for ya
bars, I'm a lawyer
Baby drinking Goya, girl put shades on
Man I die for my hood,

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2:]
He shit, he better not
Rap game, my wet
I y'all, you fucked up
Like white girls dreadlocks
So dread not, I
These hoes know, no
My girl like Lobo
she blow my Casey
And Jojos, where the my money at
In the hood like I'm fixing a
On deck a gang of black Kennedies
Eight goons and all got felonies
Still getting money like white
Still got like Geico
I don't French, that's my fruit
Never not funny fat jokes
(Like when someone is like, "what to Chris? "
And you turn and there's like a fat guy that kind of looks like Chris
And you like, "oh shit" and you laughing and shit)
And I'm back in bitch
And I'm and I'm rich
And I'm cashing it in for some and sin
For some matching them, yeah
Got a ho with me
Driving and I run the whole city
Everybody she got tig old bitties
But cares like it's J-Cole/Diggy
Diddy on my stereo
High on shrooms like
Salvia, drugs
my life, they on to us
I'm fly as

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3:]
Fuck y'all, I hard
Like Spongebob, my stars
Like Friendster, goe remember you
dudes, they like you
But for a day or two
They you
From now on, like
faze on, I hate on that
Lame song play on and play on
I take, royalty
On my shit, on my
I can't
Toe to toe, I shit
Homophobes on gay
You know the hoes I hang with
My bungalow's like
Had a couple but I put them in her stomach
She like, "oh my God, I'm coming"
I her neck and she love it
Yeah we got a word, so we never use it
And I'm hiding all these bruises in a I got from Houston
Got her the acoustics
In my cruiser's new
And who I'd be on Hulu with two dudes I used to Google
I'm frugal with time, every a dime
When bank account's mine...
We Say "Fuku Burger"

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