Spit that knowledge, and peace my girls,
They ain't say that then they wouldn't be haters
Powerpuff girls and invader zim
Little nigga so they picked on him, hassled him
So she kisses the stars
Blood stainin black and white tops
That beautiful girls and parties are lame
Hundred thousand dollars and that’s on champagne
To their backs and attract the black on black
Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack
‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey?
And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see
To all the frauds stop faking, relax
Rocking black and gold stocking caps
Girls, traffic and some things tragic
He could own that, shawty, i'mma lease that
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