We can fuck up our brains
Never the gold, i wanted gold plated chains
We showin up, we blow the dutch
Aw fuck y'all! ay fuck the judge
Entrance no charge cause we late to the club
We bursting doors like we just showed up
Beat box while we team up
I love you though i'll still fuck
Throwin you a dub
But then we would make-up
Stacks is stacked up, my grammar is slacked up,
You know its black thought and your boy the bro ?uest, but
Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix
On my back boy, holla back boy
We fight then we have make up sex
Monday through monday we be cashing checks
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