She got a nice swag, and the apple bottom like that apple like mac
So even though you overcame doubt and ya livin' ain't bad
Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free
Like what the fuck, just her luck though she got murdered by me,
Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet
We have so much in common, starting at the feet
With 80 racks in my pocket, nigga i go in all night
I told him confused that she didnt seem like the evil type
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