What them tippers don't see
Cause i won a grammy
Those faggots won the gay off
Posters on the wall, posted on my balls
And tell him what i did, and which battle i had won
I would have been a totally different person
And if this is a battle i already know i won the war
My nigga hustle all day in front of the corner store
World war one two, plague and dead jews i still got the souvenirs
Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips
Might as well, mix it up. im a fashion whore
The world is already full of war
Forget these troubles, war raging in the streets
Absurd g, chickens clucking for bird seeds
Like an animal, jesus, i just won the preakness
Now momma told me be careful who you love
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