One two three, what could it be
I swear they think i'm crazy
And danced around the house in all-over print panties
Normally i order three or four of these
One, two, three little fags, they fuck with my homies so i grab out the body bags,
I'm the motherfucking direct devil so are u ready to dance,
Oh how she love the gangstas, they love them green ones
Roses grow from concrete, blossom into sweet magnolias,
Maybe i can help u a lil with a dollar three or two
So would you please listen to what i'mma need from you
It's only one round, two or three i don't need it
And they say i'm over heads cuz they don't understand... that
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