And i thought i was black
Yeah, the sex in the sack
Who happens to be black
I can't turn back
Left hand got ten bands; back pocket, four stacks
Rocking black and gold stocking caps
Ha my mojo back
While i freakin' spit black
Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free
And had a good black friday
My president is black
This is why her nigga mad
Black sneakers. black tops. talking smack while the smack drops
Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks
Never be found. stuff you in a black
May just gon' bring hobo back
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