Flapjack, ooh he bring
Why dont someone do something
Someone better let rick james out
Get yours; you know what this about
That ain't really my style
I’m someone they admire
That i'll be noticed by someone
Bet your bottom dollar before i'm done
Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun
I just want someone to listen
She told me erything is real
Pretending someone is listening here
More than someone can hold or even see.
A-town, nigga, yeah it's trap city
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