I m not making u feel that u r my dear...
I don't know, obviously i disappear
Too much percussion and bass when i take beats
I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds
Dump that bitch in the sly
I´m so high, my shoes so fly
F a m e, i learnt that in 2nd grade,
Honey is always the one i'mma call late
I'm a, p-i-m-p, like fiddy explained
Cause i’m going out with a fist raised
To liberate yourselves, africa
I"m ah gut you and the bitch that's with ya
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