That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get
I bet this brother be a better oneif i upset you don't stress never forget
If you thought it, it better be what you want
'bout to drop you cold stop you like mold crop you bald...
S queezys very bold
But for long time i had gone cold
George bush denied it, now look at the problem you've created
And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit
With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less
You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,
Epic, they used to feed me detours
Your lies are fake as george bush/
Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!
She my billie jean we menage with mary jane
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