You by the cooler yea you niggas don't get no tick
Stalkin santa cause i could give a fuck for saint nick,
Eatin nubo dishes, with my soul food princess
And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,
That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get
And if yo blood wasn't runnin through my veins i would prolly cut yall off ... too ! yep
My g"s have been handcuffed,
Get ya head bust
Nick all the worlds childrens presents
And panned out, i'm all in love
And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,
Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress
My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun
40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',
By the minute i was getting paid like a hot line
Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.
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