You way some fucking kilotons, fuck sweets, its donuts
Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was
My dawgs got rabies, they bitin each otherand it ain't hard to find a friend like mine
Workin' in the local blocks, sellin' goods n' sweets, for money for studio time//
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