I sprint fast quick past so one when can notice me
As i seenobody cares about my history
And all women who had light features, see
Tell these people something they don`t know about me
That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money
See 'n agree me on b. b. c or m. t. v.
Quotas notice how my funky hocus pocus broke his neck...
Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead
Didn't notice that she was hopeless
Play hard to get, females get jealous
No congressional reppers, no respectable rappers
Sunglasses, hairstyle fashion doesn`t really matters
I'm understanding that bull like a matador
All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/
She never realize how bad she did me wrong,she never cared until i was gone
One way or another you'll be givin it up, huhi guess cause i'm black born
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