Your phone's cocked, but i've blocked your calls to triple o
In the front row at a holy justin bieber show
Now i'm laying out at the delano though
But he is so semi and skinny eya-eya o
Shady, fifty, d.r.e., d o double g,
Ridin’ round, and this bitch dirty
When they feel safe on some bitch shit
While o stands for omelet
Mother, o my mother!
I'm a bad motherfucker
Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts
O so maybe it's for quite levels
Doctor told him to eat jelly eya-eya o
Nigga, i got that dilla, premo, swizzy flow
So he got an ache in his belly eya-eya o
I caught a felony lovin the way the guns blow
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