Go where you ain't been
Damn.... can you keep up son?
Riding that big body, shorty be hitting the curb
You can get naked or just keep on your shirt
If it ain’t nothin', a break – uh break- breakdown
You can know me out you cant keep a fighter down
After that moscato hit
You can keep on faking it
For those that fake, you all can keep faking
Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string
Top story, tiger woods be fucking all these white hoes
Lets see if you can keep up wit my sporadic flows,
I keep it funky with my misses, fuck these other bitches
But this is my calling, so you can all keep hangin' it up this
You can keep it on the down low
Ha, in your loophole though
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