True to the gamei claim outlaw riderswe give a fuck what they try
Hi kids, u called for my name? fuck that, im here now don't even try why, why
Acid foam, talking trash like john mcenroe
I’m starring in this bitch and yeah i write the show
Thats why u behind u still the right on the hill...
Don’t wanna have me then somebody will
U look so down why your turning blue
Wanna know what i been through, what you into
This bag is from seattle
Why do u wanna battle,
Miley why dont u sit and twerk show em wat they missin out on
My nigga o that's like my bro without the same damn mom
And there's little to be glad for
Big sean-bootie hi the floor
And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby
You're the john mccain to his robert e. lee/
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