My team getting digits
Ballin like some young kings
Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy
These young nigguhs be busting my young nigguhs stuck to me
Satin to the silks, i'm icy when it's sunny
Jehovah spitness, young prodigy,
Me and a few mates,pinging through the park and jumping a few gates
Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes
I was taught since young to be free, see now what it's brought me?
If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see
Together all the timethought it was true love
Forever young and ghetto fabulous
Little women be mommas, little niggas ain’t fathers
And all they wanna do is be with me, even my mates girls
Ask her address she holla saks fifth
61. young money with laxatives,
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