Thinkin of the the dreams
Little more weed, first class seats
The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly
And this baby daddy, is new to the family
We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between
Ay, i got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team
Aye, lifes a bitch, and i'm cuffing mines
Endless the days, forever the nights,
Don't go to far
Down the street to the car,
I'm the wonder woman, let me go get my rope
Here's the answer and the antidote:
Yeahpour out a little liquor for your homies nigga
So call the coroner or the mortician for the the
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