Now say fuck them other bitches them hoes ain't shit
Once upon atime ago a minute
One year ago you said i was a whore
Reincarnated bitch even worse than before
Three lunch boxes a week,
Walk with heat cause talk is cheap
Cuz the past was a second ago
That's why they can't mess up my flow
Alright, this one time, it felt like a long time ago,
Nigga, i got that dilla, premo, swizzy flow
Your mouth, i don't need, your legs, you can keep
Nigga tryna sell give him a week
I'll tell you true stories, how i coldly hold heat
Cos he hasn't seen his dad in a goddamned week
I miss her, but im a fucking dumbass, i lost a perfect girl two days ago,
You are now face to face with a thorough pharaoh who be down on death row
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