Fuckin' squirrel, bet his girl still buy the tape though
You just talkin' burners 'cause your a and r said so
But r u sure cause u make me daisy
Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see
Like an r&b singer, bitch i'm a believer,
You is not hip then i can not coach her
Looking at your money
L y r i to the c
Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see
Pissing on girls like r-kelly, feeding them my jelly
In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux
Rhymin like im ridin high up on dubs
All my nigears r in the projects
Ayo baby, tell your friends... to get with my friends
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