By selling drugs and pissin hot and gettin high
Seen drive-bys takin' lives, little kids die
I'm the fine line between that lukewarm and hot,
I'd rather not live like there isn't a god
That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free
Whose there? twista breakin' em' off it's a magical sexy
And shout out to all the other rap chicks.
They gettin chips, they flippin bricks
Fucked the hot ass cashier in isle motherfuckin six
Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks
I don't need your girl. man i got a lot
Who running your block and what chick be hot
I'm hot, and ready you better be sweaty,
But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see
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