Crack dealers and converts at concerts going black ops.
Fat rhymes every time, bitch, roseanne bars
Which created 3 branches of our government, executive, legislative,
Just can't understand why we gettin respect nowmomma told me they're be days like this
They call me random black never squeezed a mac
Thats the end of my speech, i'm a need you to clap
The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox
Im beating this fool like battle field to black ops
I'm with three girls at once, call it a 3 course dinner/
I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her
Black 3 cement, sag jean knees low
Addicted to stardom, a wish to blow
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