Put on the lab coat, every square foot of this lab goes
If i take an oath that mean i give up all my area code hoes
U put ur foot in my j's n then lace it,
Young money motherfucker we the shit
Raise a hill place my foot in the sand creating a mound,
I turn my music down so you won’t hear a sound
Hell tried to grasp it but it survived that 300 foot fall.
Drawers by bad broads whenever the curtains call
I'm talkin ideas , motivation
6 foot something, in his forties and real slim
Buy a chick a new bag when she taste good
Warriors, crooks, spartan army's and foot
And when the smoke clears don’t you dare ask who could
Imbue a march, right foot then left foot,
I'm back chillin with a friend of mine
White boy, six foot, packin a nine
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