I'm godbless, i'm success so fuck stress
If only i could go back into the 80’s
Hundred k in twenty-two hours
Thanks to you, d p s drowns!
The kinda person to get katie couric to cursin'
Mr. i-don't-give-a-fuck-about-you what they callin' him
Rose cases, we pop daily
Guess what ike, im fucking katie
I don't think you understand me katie, no one does,
Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was
And she looking for them trees, baby we got some
40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',
That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get
Give 'em guns, step back, watch em kill each other"it's time to fight back", that's what huey said
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