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Miami nights, it was all a dream
This batmobile is real hard to steer
Thunder and clouds amaze and peer
Living young and wild and free
Cause some of you bitches funny
I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money
Obviously i know yur hella lot dummer than me.
Boy got dollars, pounds or whatever
And don't ever (and don't ever)
Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold
Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,
Juicy and hot such a black bitch temper
And don't ever (and don't ever)
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