Comin' straight from canada, justine bieber,
And the deeper that mean she get the sweeter
Gotta do work like a settler
Too late now we're friends, i surely prefer
You sell yourself for better jobs
More props. r.i.p., my poor pops
I'm why baby fathers kirk
Puttin in work, to much work,
Im cleaning up these haters like my jobs to hold a mop
Hair weave killer had on louie's in my mug shot
Riding shotgun uptown,blowin out the bubble
Mediocre jobs are not so stable
I work at, i work fast, you twerk bad, hurt that ass
But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas
Scare 'em to death, and caught them motherfuckers dampoh shit, 2pacalypse is back and strapped
Burst out like pop.the only page you'll end up is looking up jobs on the last
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