Don’t wanna have me then somebody will
Now ur stuck in a pickle and this aint no dill
My marble floors are killing, gold cars are so relentless
I dilly dally when in this- n' still i batter your senses
So i slipped my pickle in her eye
Thuggin' till the day i die
It was my brain tellin me what to do cause i was in pickle
Verizon dissed me too cause i was too political
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