Now i don't want to sound bad, gangster or fried,
In this life you dead wrong or ain't living right
Im that you would go and steal my heart away
I've fucked up bad i think i may
Making a movie, spike work
Dont want ya to get hurt
We get the bread and the crumbs, young money
All you that want to get at me,
This is the second best idea that we’ve ever had
I'll never forget, but i want to so bad
Another dead woman,another bad boys
She gets my problems fixed when i hear her voice
Boys were mean to him and swore at him and made him want to vomit
Since nautica was popular than popular for good
So narrow brained get wise boys, but not to the point
Now i get laid-off, notice y'all employed
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