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It last longer if take a picture |
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It Viktor the slickster |
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I pick her |
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Sips Schlitz malt liquor |
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Still up in the mixture like a fixture |
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Y'all seen the sticker with the sick fillin |
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Vik sta |
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He stacks chips by any rich way |
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And keep black lips **** what any bitch say |
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It ain't no time for no tip or tatt |
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Y'all better aim for the head |
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Just don't hit the fitted hat |
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Wondered since time ago it's just time to go |
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As for right now though |
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The hour show rhyme flow |
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He got more of those and lines for dime hoes |
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And act fancy |
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Wit more clothes than Delaney |
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Don't let him house you out on Houston |
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Or catch you downtown on Broadway browsing |
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Whoever got the most bags get followed |
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Give it up or get you in the old hag hollow |
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Smash |
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It Viktor the slicksta |
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It's like limbo |
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how low can you go |
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Vee go lower than your bimbo panty hose |
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Damn yo |
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I say that's pretty damn low |
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In the city streets with more ammo than Rambo |
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Hambo |
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Y'all don't want Vee in it |
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Make the coolest cat piss his Coogi in a minute |
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When he blow and get ballin at the top slot |
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Twenty G's a head for whoever's calling cop shot |
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Kack, kack, kack, kack, kack |
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Popsnot |
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Tender headed |
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Get they wig split wit folk sheen |
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V manufacture gun cleaning kits for poe dean |
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Party people ask him how you so mean and still quiet could it be the codine in your diet |
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I'm like what I look like a doctor |
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Let the pork stop I got the clear meat the vodka |
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Cork tops step up to hustle like the new guy |
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Gun busting and drugs the penalties to high |
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Make you wonder who they speak for it's only one side benefiting off the street war |
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And he skeet galore just to make ya badder |
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Many gone stab they own man up like Jacob ladder |
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I still worry when I'm out on the hop hot |
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Realer ill flurry that might pop ya knot |
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I feel that Bill Murray get more run then the whop got |
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Shop for a yacht |
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Klackup |
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Popsnot |
