Chillin' with homies and family
Part two and it only gets more ugly,
Could you speak up and stop mu-mumbling, i don't think you came in clear
Cos you're that one part that i love, look a dove, hear? it's getting near
This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son
Two thousand one born a son of a gun
One, two, what you gonna do
I'm here tryin' to pull you through
It's only one round, two or three i don't need it
Following the king of diamonds, bitch you went ape shit
I don't know bro, but it's mic check, one two.
Man, this nigga ugly and he raps, ooh
One two three everybody wana be
Take your time when you’re with me baby
One, two, this one's for you,
Swear i'm trying to get through
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