I treat bitches straight up, like simon says
Nothing more and nothing less,
Was on my grind cause times were harder than a cellar floor
When i run out of stacks i go and get some more
Uhh, addicts arise, when i arrive
And some more a couple more times
The world around me, more and more blurred
Your body's saying things i ain't never heard
Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably
Part two and it only gets more ugly,
And now these hoes are on my line
And seek it one more time
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