Hey y'all i''m sick like necrophiliacs in graveyards
But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was
The science and the art, africa
I"m ah gut you and the bitch that's with ya
Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser
The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her
Big money, all the hoes here, hd, i came so clear
I m not making u feel that u r my dear...
My vision enormous, my bitches is gorgeous
I m stuck with my laptop in this shitty office...
To liberate yourselves, africa
Now i’m ready to fuck the game up, nigga
I just wanna make you feel happy, i wanna make you feel glad
Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that
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