Used to call me the african don dada
But i if i hear shit coming from ya
Put them out randomly hopin' that i get some
Always think where your going not where you're coming from
American dreaming, days of a heathen running up in your building at night
I'm coming at you from the other side, 'bout to take you for a ride deep inside
Master at beer pong coming from hong kong
Wolves is out past dawn on your front lawn
She should have invited her
Ads, the texas ranger,
You knew where i was coming from and would even add on
Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john
She said i love you too, but im moving to texas down south far from here,
And tell dem niggas at the top we want yo spot we are for real
I'mma catch you next time around
Coming out from underground,
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