I´m so high, my shoes so fly
And in fact i can’t deny
Cos my momma told me dat i m the best!
I guess that’s why all of these niggas get bent
Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her
Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser
Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that
Now i m getting bored and started to write this shit...
Giving in to the pressure started stealing from mall shops
He probly clockin' double shifts on all of his jobs
I"m the designated driver
Run for cover and return fire
Don't fuck around and make it true
I may not have the girl i want to
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