Until the day i put 100k inside her purse
Little do they know his parents are both doctors
That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit
And now you in the hospital, the doctors got a breathing unit,
This 17 year old kid through mad stuff,
See boy she been in love
Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will
You strapped to machines, barley alive. doctors saying its a miracle,
I'm hooked on that good stuff
Wood chain with a jesus
Damn man that's some good stuff
Is you big enough
Wish i could stuff all you
I'll tell you baby that we're through
He's the one doing his stuff
Or now they don't praise enough
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