Master of homicide crimes, but never once fined
Flower bomb, can i blow up on your mind
Crimes risen in to the millions,
The jiggas and the tips
My talent should take me places i've never been
When my crimes causes such a reaction
Convertibles with turbo jets
All the girls wanna have sex
Me and your mum had rough sex
Sweet, okay makes sense
But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps
And in love with her, lets have sex
So how can you bring these crimes
We hustle to survive
Committing crimes, fucking dimes, doing time.
It’s obvious that girl you’re fine
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