Young money, d-town's all star
You know...you know who you are
That's the way, you can move it baby
That means obama aint got my d
Might wanna watch your back when you come up in the d
Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see
Once as a slave who imagined being free
Ya ever believe that i'd ever believe d
With mp3s more dated and faded than the boys and heavy d
Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money
But no self respecting girl will let you give her the d,
Tonight she gon' fuck with mei beated up that pussy
With your flashlight, tell me what do you see
It deserves a whack and a d
Holla at the g-o-d before you d-i-e,
Them other niggas smoke, they ain't this high
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