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Your ass looks plumb and ripe,
I'm screamin' out fuck the police
News, comedy, soap opera tragedies
You can't clean us with soap,
On top of that, i’m broke
I smoke a fat pound of grass and fall on my ass
I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass
Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree
I am ragity, soap, isn't for vanity, hope we get more capacity
You after me, huh? i'm after cash
Bed and my dick in yo girls ass
And fuck your senators' fake ass sympathies
If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice
And ill bus a cap in your ass
No one-half and i hate math
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