Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble
Oh boy lo soy, i wanna i wanna stretch the bubble
Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes
Playin' cee-lo, rolling dice, and talkin' on their mobile phones,
Ur now grind like lo-gic in a sick mind,
Its been a long summer, and i've been on my grind
Ballin til the buzzer blow
Mira qué bonito lo,
To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free
Lo and behold this finely back-rolled thick beauty,
B lo stand up keep my niggas on the corner
The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her
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