On this fucking world may be the fucking underworld
Need to be goin to hawaii, seein the world
Fucking nonexistent as my fucking competition
Caught up and slipping for fearing a mcdonald’s position
Time fucking froze, death is just another fucking foe
Ok, you probably think i get ‘em all with the cash flow
Dry land , but its my fucking
Wait, now it's about eight something
We magnetizing the ghetto
Fucking assholes will go
Can’t you hear that
Be fucking specific
To fucking serious,
On the slow jam of love
I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents
Place your fucking bets before i slice her fucking breasts
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