As: and while you’re in my mother
Out-ta this world, i go bigger, jupiter/
Digital ten, shit get critical friend
I only want the ps, beefs i try ta prevent
Ra ta tat tat sending shots at these rappers back packs
They got me goin mad, i'm knockin busters on they backs
But all she ever want me to do is unhook her bra
Not talking bout hova keep balance like you supposed ta
Than the muse of a family
Girls try ta rush me touch me love me
Black fours red drop head doors
I 'll just stick ta hate songs
Never forget what ya meant ta
To liberate yourself, africa
It's like my lawyer know black magic, black rabbit.
A good head on her shoulders, i need to feel that
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