It's just me, in the end
Just say he's the best
The winner in the end is the one you feed.
I mean eddie murphy, swang, gettin' married
The winner in the end is the one you feed.
If you see a bad bitch in the passenger seat
Holla; cheech chong & folarin, only get high when my lows come often
I'm in a ferrari, racin', chasin' the end of the line, placin' number one
They slowly showin they colors
That i did it or put it in this verse
(victim screaming in the end)
Might as well get it off yo’ chest
And then along came the wrong man for her
One verse, one hearse, kill him off like the grim reaper/
Top ranked, number one my son
Verse 3(i prefer this one):
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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