No, not bombs over baghdad
My niggas getting mad
Diligently getting lifted with piff and a quick swig of gin
Without her making attempts to garner all of my attention
They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win
Why team up with him when i know i can beat him
Buss a niggas face up , and leave him where the dirt be
That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free
A single mother with a problem child, daddy free
All these haters who mad and be nagging at me
Criticism doesn't make him mad
Y’all little ass niggas can’t fuck with that
I'll go mad at a rave, i'm ravin' mad! and i feel like the man any place i'm at!
I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that
Breaking into your house with nothing more than a bobby pin.
I give him a helpin' hand, bring him out to thugz mansion
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