That wet wet in my two seaterher nails done, her hair did
Yet it's crazy his rap development was never arrested
You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,
Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress
We don't believe you, you need more people
It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple
I grew up in florida,but from the m.i.a all the way georgia we on the same shit
I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that
Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit
Don't know i'm the highest enjoyin' the climate
And fuck the radio for tellin' me to snap jam
You get a+'s and i'm like got holy damn
And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,
Just to try to get a piece of success, love me less
Story telling soon selling its soaring with development
Hopefully my dick don't shrivel up, when it's time to bust
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