All you smokers reggie i'm in the telley making a bunch of noise
I'm ill and void, still devoid of a realer joy of pealin' boys
Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve
All white boys live white collar and there scholars,
All white boys live white collar and there scholars,
See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth
Bitch-made since 6th grade, he need his rope cut
Beat that pussy up and then i call my boys up
And, boys try to pull a fast one
Cold, my style making my nose run
Lemme see them big titties, don't be actin' sadidy you're not pretty
With mp3s more dated and faded than the boys and heavy d
I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds
Me and my boys gonna rule the south me and my boys gonna make it bounce
Girls, traffic and some things tragic
What you tripping on?see, i'm the spoiled chick
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