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The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free
You think i'm scared of you, pussy?
Your rhymes stink, like rotten bananas in a trash can,
My shit hair-burning, you not even a lil’ tan
I look like a freakin' wuss, a pussy
Fur for fur, baby; baby, you'll go stir crazy
I just want somebody i can see
Cause u aint no man you a pussy
Walking around like my shit don't stink
Yeah, you got me feeling like the greatest
Uh, every time i’m in my city, i be acting like my shit don’t stink
When i pulled up in that bentleytold y’all i was gangster, still somethin’ like a pimp
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