You, you, you have to pay for that
They hop on my dick like they got no dad
So as soon as i hear y'al on some real pro black
Paid for trips to italy for me, her, my bro and dad.
My dad will pay for harvard, i'm retarded, started back again,
And all these rappers know just where i'm bout to go so catch me then
My mom and dad don't love me, never got along
I feel goodgot some time off, girl, it's been so long
My love, for you, will remain forever true.
The 40 if i cop bottles, we can't believe you
My love for her is getting cheesy like the cheddar.
Maybe they know him better, or i don't know no better
My dad been with half of california's women
This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son
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