Seemed like target, saw my friend named mandy
Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free
I'm larry david, gimme my paper
There used to be a guy named undertaker
Thought we’d be together ’till the end
I come equiped with two clips named condemned
Little gay lookin' boy
Turn the hate on, eyes on me with their kiddie coy
Unanimously named the game's president/
Though my credits are slept, my ambition the best
Yeah you can call that nigga gay
And talking shit we gon' party all day
My all gold rolly or the
I met this girl named mariana
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