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I get more respect from the motherfuckin' dope manthe grammy's and american music shows
A couple pair of lips, i'm smoochin' on ya panty line
Marathons writing songs on daylight savings time
You mistreated how magic is supposed to be used instead of savings
Knock knock, who there? houdini dissappeargot green, john deere. more green, paul pierce
I'll push this fucking pregnant clown into a hydrant stuck in the ground
But the fucking bank account, any any any amount
Find your number in my phone and don't know what be goin wrong
Just delete that old account, no one will be sad that you're gone.
Ridin' through my city car black can't see out
I'm talking first place, ten stacks in your account
So ain't no future fuckin' youi ain't tha bitch ta love yacan't do a damn thang for you
Hes a bellend in the nation, thats got a very poor bank account situation,cant afford to
They're damaged living lavish claiming they can handle savings but fail to prove
You remind of a dead moose, beaten up kids screaming" fuckin abuse!"
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