Young money motherfucker we the shit
My best friend died while i vacated,
To my best friend (i fell for)
Woodstock though, couple bands on the floor
Then push the milk on a slow bend
I just want a best friend
Now this is what i call an evening
My best friend told me everything
Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent
You were an amazing best friend
But now i try to do my best,
I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest
Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest
I go for my personal best
The rest is in my stomach, that's including your breast
I didnt know how to raise kids i tried my best
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