I run for the money
Its a war with the enemy
Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point
A " d boy ", the town i'm representin is de-troit
You cross dress like oscar de hoya, your life's a cock fest
I'm at the atm, spending like i ain't paying rent
Good love then i can do that for her
Slick rick, de la soul, and rakim spit sicker,
Stealin' phones to call home but the line is off the hook
World on my shoulders as i run back to this my childhood
She only love me when i be ignoring
So pon de replay, rihanna quit talking.
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