Miami nights, it was all a dream
Brotha lynch may be mean
Ain't nobody checking for your garbage
Im a beast call me marshawn lynch
See, william lynch had a master plan,
Playboy, i don't own that man
Not to mention four lynch pins and a stringent stored
I style on new york, pile up my fork
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