Brings alotta joy buggati boy thats lane to lane
Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!
She got cold feet, my love will be the sun, get it done
40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',
That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get
I bet this brother be a better oneif i upset you don't stress never forget
The outline which you n****s out dated
It's funny cause most of y'all ain't did shit
See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess
And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,
And my weed man should just sell flutes
I was like damn girl nice boobs,
Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit
You're very attractive, and notice that
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