To liberate yourselves, africa
Man i've reached heights dwight howard couldn't reach nigga
My shirt, purple label my shirt
That whiskey sour, taste like rick howard/
Dont ask me howard ill smack dwight of ya lips
I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks
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