My bitch more sophisticated cause she like to smoke
Here's the answer and the antidote:
As the king upon the throne
Real street nigga, ain’t no clone
Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free
The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly
I know i've came so far
Down the street to the car,
Watch this, hey quik let me see them binoculars, nigga
So call the coroner or the mortician for the the
Where the fuck the chorus
The game of love
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