Go to school today, tomorrow, the day after
God, my life is a fucking disaster.
I'm paramount, nigga, i am, and you can't be mad
Oh what you didnt like that well guess what im fucking back
God and i are on shaky fucking relation
Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win
So you she would hide cause she thought of me as a typical guy
"oh my god i gonna die!" then sit and cry because the day i die,
Two times for the chicks with the right bag
Oh!god help, please bring her back...
Ain't like my job or guys i employ
"oh shit, my lips frosted boy,
Oh my god you gotta see
And you are you too, but bitch i'm three
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