I skip to places, smiling faces, while you fucking walk
Quis es, unus servi? latin, sound like i'm from camelot
Battle ten of ya bitc*es and come out just fine
Whipping white and baking soda, at the same damn time
Ex-hoes wanna call me,
The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free
Invest in a gat just to keep these bitc*es tame
Have they all forgot who made this golf shit hot again
And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows
Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose
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