See these bitches can't cut in yo business
Daddy gotta go after that and get his
You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes
And yes, his left wrist represents the way that his day goes
Now his rank stripped and his life taken away,
Is heaven just another door? and my people say
Killin’ y’all niggas, any last words
And thank doom for his herbs/
Just my little pusher love girl
And he, what's his name, earl
So i cut off his balls and stole his fuckin sight.
I just think i need one night, slightly more if it's done right
I'm ready to hit 'em with this gift
It's his highness and the finest
Using his music to steer it, sharing his views and his merits
Everything at ease, you in double m g presence
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