Wasn’t bustin’ jimmy, i’d be busy gettin’ paid
Cos i m working in this shit...which my daddy made...
I´m a legend, a bigger dick in a vanilla wrapper bitch.
I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge
To this corner office is so enormous
I m stuck with my laptop in this shitty office...
On they twitter writing novels, see
Now i m gonna tell u a real story....
Hey y'all i''m sick like necrophiliacs in graveyards
Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms
I'm a, p-i-m-p, like fiddy explained
Cause i’m going out with a fist raised
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