Touring through the warmest cities with the coldest raps
Chillin in the library ayee mr daggs
Man, this nigga ugly and he raps, ooh
Mr coleman, i'm coming for you
I'ma go getter, money mr. dealer,
Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for
You ain't gettin' dough, don't even come around them
So mr. rebel manages a hell evasion
From the d-town to the dmv, got all these bad bitches
Mr. fish, did that too lil bish,
And you are you too, but bitch i'm three
Mr. prezy, where head be
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