My brothers need some clothes and shoes
Magazines who at times seem to misuse
Street fighter ho, she had that tiger upper cut
All these bitches ugly, call them girls up
To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free
I'll bust in your tummy!! even if your ugly?!
Come and walk a mile in my shoes.
Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news
Why you keep falling from your own shoes?
I ain’t gotta lie, they know i’m the truth
When i arrive the whole town gets sunny
Part two and it only gets more ugly,
My time with their half-witted reviews
Iron my clothes, pick out some shoes
Well, you fucking up, and truthfully i had enough
Bitch you look fuckin ugly with yo ass fulla snuff
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