You ain't gon find that
People said i was mad
She call me big pat and my dick make that ass clap.
Iphone and ipad, air max, and my gat
You, you, you have to pay for that
Kid who always looks mad
That we ain't never had
People used to say she was mad
Let the beat spin like mad
Bring that shit the fuck back
Criticism doesn't make him mad
They napped and slept on me, man, i hate black
Hit yo ho with a muthafuckin baseball bat
Give poor pay-less pat a habitat with a thermostat
Top dropped down, black on black
Did my rap make you mad?
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