Rich girls don't even look at girls that was the notion
Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin
Now those two other kids are dead... i look at the bride...
I once contemplated suicide, and woulda tried
But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true
Something you winced at, but when she winks at you, and hints a candle's lit for two
I spit so much at once you have to play back
Dead faces keep my money in a body bag
You don't mean that, you faggot
The girls are chomping at the bit
For good at least once in a while
Never can he mimic... maybe can admire
Two blondies at the same time, call it double dutch
Though i'm chasing dreams i don't ever care for sleeping much
And once you at a bar
I know i've came so far
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