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Oh no! The out 'bout to punch yo, lights out Get the fuck back, ya grill There's somethin' wrong, we can't stay I've been drankin' and two And I been thankin' of you ya motherfuckin' forehead And if your friends in, "Oh girl", they'll be mo' dead confusion, Disturbing The Peace It's not an illusion, we running the So bye-bye to all you and gold diggers Is there a bumper on ass? No nigga! I'm a hundred on the highway So if you do the limit, get the FUCK outta my way I'm D.U.I., ever caught sober And you about to get ran the over
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Here I come, I go Uh oh! jump bitch, move You see them headlights? You hear that crowd? Start that show, I'm comin' through Hit the stage and knock the curtains I the crowd up, that's what I do Young and successful, a sex The bitches me to fuck, true true Hold up up, shorty "Oh whats up, get my dick sucked, are you doin'?" Side linin' my business to get my baby child support soon Give me that truck and take that rental Who these fuckin' T.V.'s and jewelry bitch, tell me that? No, I bitter, I don't give a fuck But I'ma tell you like bitch You better not in front of my tour bus
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Too bad I'm on the track Beef, got the right Hit the trunk, grab the pump, I'll be right back We buyin' bars out, scars out We heard there's hoes out, so we brought the out the pills cause we popping tonight, Beat the outta security for stoppin' tha fight I got a fifth of the remy, the Belve and 'cris I'm shit up in the club like I work in the bitch Fuck the dress codes, it's clothes, we all street niggas We on the floor, throwin' bows, beatin' up niggas I'm the D.E.C., tryin' to disrespect D.T.P. And the bottles start flyin' from the V.I.P. Fuck this rap shit, we bitch, two in your body Grab ya four, start a fight dog, the party So bitch, get out the way hoe All you faggot make way for 2-0 So
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