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Tell me about these fake ass ******* |
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Look here little ************* |
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Most of these *************z be ******* too |
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But you'll never hear that side of the story |
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So uhh, we finna do this *************t like this |
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It's like I tell my *************z, keep your eyes on these ******* |
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They love to G a ************* young dumb and gettin' riches |
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What the ************* you think a trick is ************* |
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************* done stick and wet his ************* |
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And then get tricked out all his riches by a ************* |
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I'm here to school you to the rules of the game, it'll cost ya |
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Think you alla that just 'cause she let a ************* toss her |
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It's like a mother******' privilege |
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So don't give up your conversation, give that ************* your 7 digits |
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When she call ya, ask that tramp whassup |
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And if she is the type of ************* hang up, word up |
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And let that ************* meditate to the dial tone |
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And call me when you're ready to bone and it's on |
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A mother******g mack tonight |
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Stay that stay strapped 'cause my raps is tight |
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You ******' punks, I hate you snitches |
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Went against the grain and the game to be fake ass ******* |
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God damn, you can't just hit them *************z with that game |
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And expect them to accept it, girl your heard me it gets skanless |
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But we gonna kick this *************t like this here |
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I can't stand fake ass ******* |
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Lyin' ass *************z and you punk ass snitches |
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I can't stand fake ass ******* |
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Lyin' ass *************z and you punk ass snitches |
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Time to show these bustas who's boss |
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Run up on a real mother******* and get tossed |
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The game is deep and thicker than a mother******' jimmy |
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Broke hoes runnin' round yellin' gimme! |
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I can't stand it, hoes talkin' 'bout they got a man |
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*************t all I wanted her to do is suck my ************* |
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So how about hittin' a mother******* on my pager |
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Busy now ************* but you can give me the ************* later |
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Fly how I fade her, played her like a game of sega |
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******' with the player that done made her, huh |
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And I ain't sleepin' caught you creepin' for my money |
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Got the ************* and now you get the pistol honey |
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So get the bozack, knockin' hoes back, keep my dough stacked |
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So where the mother******' hoes at? |
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Punk *************z can't fade the mack, livin' fat |
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Gettin' paid to rap, it's like that, you mother******' ******* |
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Yeah, yeah that's my motto |
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She educated a whole bunch of you old raggedy-ass *************z |
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See y'all take that *************t back to y'all camp and uhh |
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You sleep on that there, it's like |
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She can't stand fake ass ******* |
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Lyin' ass *************z and you punk ass snitches |
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I can't stand fake ass ******* |
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Lyin' ass *************z and you punk ass snitches |
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I can't stand fake ass ******* |
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Lyin' ass *************z and you punk ass snitches |
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I can't stand fake ass ******* |
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Lyin' ass *************z and you punk ass snitches |
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Oh you too *************, don't think we ain't talkin' 'bout your punk ass |
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You old fake ass *************, standin' there wearin' all them pendletons |
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And khakis and all that, you soft as a mother******' grape |
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Ain't this a mother******' ************* |
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I can see right through your flower ass |
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Some of these *************z is ******* too, man I tell ya |
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It's gonna be harder and harder to be a thug in ninety-fo' |
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But we gonna do this *************t |
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Y'all take this *************t and you play this *************t for every single |
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Fake ass ************* out there and there's plenty of 'em |
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You probably got one sittin' next to you right now |
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Bobbin' his fake ass head to this, **** ass *************t that he listenin' to |
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Fake ass mother******' *************, die in ninety-four |
