Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands
Smashing stereos and emcees, just bringing the facts/
I had trouble bringing myself to even respond,
Give me tall glass, coconut ciroc, please, no soda pop
Bringing them home and across my plate
Rae took on the date with the purple tape
Sparking my foes bringing heat to november
Got the perfect plan to help me get her
Jim chose to give his work to smash in dough
And keep on bringing that beastly flow,
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