Leave the keys with that bitch, jets
I stay awake , dreaming for sex
While everybody got ammunition on deck
Decided he needed to go to the courthouse, he felt upset
Back to the flashbacks blowing stacks
Tryin' to make iti only got one chance
Soulja boy tell 'em did better then the regular
Stacks on stacks on stacks as if money was lumber
Convertibles with turbo jets
Just who is malcolm sex
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