Cos i m working in this shit...which my daddy made...
High as fuck, no vinny chase, i just need my henny straight
I feel sorry for there parents
Always knew where the pot was
Hey y'all i''m sick like necrophiliacs in graveyards
T.i. literally wanted to shoot up the charts
And i open up the door you bring her cranky ass with you
It is religious conquest i`m trying to pursue
I thought i was out atlanta, but god damn i'm outta space
I m gonna fuck u hard and fast like i m in a race
I m stuck with my laptop in this shitty office...
Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus
Ya so fine i got to give it to you
Scram i;m done with you piece of shit boo
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