// [you (don't hurt me no more)]
Girl, what you grabbing cash for
Aint no room for one more
No ho, acquainted with the floor
Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.
It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see
And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin
No need for assumptions, that i am more than something
You want beef? we'll start a gulf stream war
Oh shit, now you don't wanna party no more?
No more showering you with stuff,
Hitting amputees in the knees, jesus
// [you (don't hurt me no more)]
Need i say more out in singapore
You bitches are next, malcolms looking for more
And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for
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