Wonderin in a fright what's the deal, was it real or just from last night's trip?
Ironic since my drive increased, my driver see the profit
Ya mother musta done some sick things to ya as a baby,
Lips, hips, hair drips down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy
When i was a baby or a preteen
Overseas, i can put you on my dream team
And i'm smack you if call me sissy and if you think i'm a cry baby
I'm always rockin', never stoppin', devastatin' rappin' lady
Can't find a real job,so they sell dope out of town then face extradition
I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win
Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route
Baby that's without a doubt
On they twitter writing novels, see
It aint nothing but a g thang baby
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