This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son
Spilling blood of rappers, oh what good fun/
I'll have you making dozens of faces.
I pull up in that 'rari with them other ones
We're all loose ends, making someone else's dividends
While i ride this maserati, rick and his best friends
We're all loose ends, making someone else's dividends
I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents
Make fun of my raps, it was an expression
Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin
In control of everyone, that's got to be a fun job
Yup, im stylin on'emevery girl i meet thinks im hot
You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes
There's probably a whole group of other names
Plus that's only just a handful, tons of other names,
Okay you have em in amazement; switching four lanes
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