They ain’t got no life ‘cause they always on mine
Money can be re-earned, but you cant turn back time
I don’t see them t-dum-izzle as a threat
Wishing for a new re-dition have them regret
As long as we're cooperating with god
Gained a hundred pounds to be a fat white chris rock,
Then all i really want is for her to get on top
Have you been living under patrick star's rock?
// [you're a... rock star]
Nigga i'm a hundred miles far
Without a doubt, a sure-fire way to get your mother fucked
Re-locate to a spaceship, orange the name of my agent
Yeah months in every night she's in tears
Drivin a hearse, re birthed, through death,
Its totally up you but will you please re survey
I fucks with her the long way she don't really wanna' stay
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