I think you need the streets to succeed the industry
The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly
The water from the past is the same water in the present
Without a doubt, a sure-fire way to get your mother fucked
I'm why baby mamas leave
As the tao converted the thief
Make sure your fuckin' feelings end up up in a glad bag
The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,
Everything ain't what it seems
Thinkin of the the dreams
I don’t care where ya are
Down the street to the car,
Yeah that girl is thick, top heavy for days
In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave
Ride presidential got me feeling like obama
So call the coroner or the mortician for the the
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