I still be splitting women like a bogus hocus-pocus act
I rap i know i aint half bad right? but how many niggas you done clapped
In 1 , 2 , 3 blaw i will get your ass fucked and you know how
Hustlin' to keep from gettin' buriedbut now i gotta move away now
But my vision has inclined to some interscope, and its home
(i got that hot bitch in my home) you know how many hot bitches i own?
Only way yall getting pussy is if you call up a slut
Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck
Shit how many time's we've said this before
Maybe later on i'll give you a phone call
Oh, did i scare you, slut?
Shit, they'll put the dogs in the truck
And i can't even tell you how many times for my life i've fought.
I'm trynna beat up every beat until my feet at the top
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