They claim it as their own, africa
If you said no i dont know' ya
But i wear mine on my head, supreme
Jimmas are foreseen if you know what i mean,
Back of your mind, i know you wanna stop me son
Rolling in more green than a hole in one
Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin
All i wanna know what avenues you choosing
If you wanna achieve
But in the meantime it's lights please
Authorities are mine so if you wanna live be gone
Throw her slightly to the right, so dyke i'm kinda wrong
Don’t wanna have me then somebody will
And i don't know if these feelings are right, or normal,
Look in the scope, my people still a target
If you say my scripts are shit, bitch you dont know your shit
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