And still there is now sign of love when he arrives
Aye, lifes a bitch, and i'm cuffing mines
Nickel plated chromegot this baby capone lookin like a giant
He was always so enthusiastic and full of excitement
I’m t-raww young nigga i’m the shit
Chips, chocolate, pop, popcorn and music
The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love
Marry a model and pop an awful lot of bottles,
That's how this shit be goin when you go for number one
Nickelodeon. pop and locking, hiding opium
Untill he hears a pop and gets shot.
You know i am not gon stop
Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years
A little bit of love, a bit of bud, and some innocence
No, no, we are not those
And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows
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