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808
Fuck around, the 'Vette and didn't even get back in it
ATL Jacob, ATL

Redbone bitch, yeah, like Hi-Tech,
How do I Yeah, like my flesh, yeah
Soon as I roll up, put my up
Go'n head, pour up, a few O's up, let's go
Four by four, that tall shit, go
I jumped in the spot on a tall bitch, go
I 'em to get out and bag that, let's go
I'm Frank and Mad Max, let's go
I'm high yesterday
Put 'em on bean, yeah, put 'em on all the schemes,
Put 'em on lean, yeah, they whippin' them new machines,
By any means, yeah, we clear out the scene, yeah
I just an AK to a dinner date
I just put VVs in a Richard face
And the presidential is a
Hit 'em with chopper first, Ray J

I'm a well nuisance and my bitch bad
Pop one Perc', you lean like kickstand
AP, that's a wristband
All these niggas shaky, might as well
I don't trust him, we gon' dust him, some Taliban
Big foreign truck, it's lift up an avalanche
I'll teach you how to finesse for big bands
I got so many bitches, Ku Klux Klan
I come the pharmacy, come with the yopper, no harmin' me, no, no
Put a hit on your head,
they comin' to get you, slicin' your throat
Put a bitch in the bed, we goin' digital, wipin' her nose
M.O.H., over hoes
I got that H in of the lil' boat
Got dog food and for the low
I'm with thoroughbred standin' at the
In expensive threads, to the floor
I know talkin' shit 'cause they some hoes
You know them FN go through doors
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I was too high for the
You beat a body, get a
We don't entertain no
I'm certified with my
They would catch hell woadie
Got a scale for the dodie
I met friends in Dolce
We done met and chopped it up on cool shit, uh
Only time my slime murder's on the cruise ships, uh
Got that cutter and it's longer a pool stick, uh
Straight face, no dates, I'm a
I ain't even gotta tell my to keep one in the chamber
Ready to take it off your shoulder, and anger
Yeah, get it, don't approach us, fuck bein' famous
as I got my...
go

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These bullets, they be through doors
low, get down on the floor
Young nigga, they 'head and wipe your nose
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