What a solution could be,
No cadillac, no perms, you can't see
When you was leaving, did he put up a fight
I'm gonna be qualified to be known worldwide.
Wonder what my fate'll be
I'd done stacked many
A pasttime hobby about to be
Walk that body, talk that body
I come right 'round they'll be
Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free
I delete they history
I'm popular so she might be
Love reefer and love sneaker above those
There'll be highs and there'll be lows
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