Bll clinton pimping, always with a monica
Walking down the street i got jays on my feet nigga
Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla
Eh fuck that other nigga, i be your real nigga,
Nigga i'm on that hood stuff
Or know them testament verses
Got that strap on my hip like a leg brace
It'll last for all these crazy days
But as for every nigga that just wants to fuck
I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck
In the house, holla back
No receipt nigga i got that
Why would i worry? i am forever blessed
Even met lil wayne there, proof? that nigga aint scared
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