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So you got so many diamonds |
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You wear all the finest clothes |
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And your grill is shining |
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As you're driving down the street of gold |
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BUT YOU CANT BLAME ME IF I SET DIS STAGE ON FIRE |
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(Verse 1:) |
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Mama always told me I was crazy |
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My hoes say I'm amazin but I don't listen 2 a lady |
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But the bitch say I'm hot and I say no bitch I'm blazin |
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Like wat the fuck u expect I'm a muthafuckin cajun |
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And I feel caged in my mind it's like my flow is doin time |
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I go crazy inside but when it comes out it's fine like wine |
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Wait |
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Watch |
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See I get betta with time like a watch |
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Osh kosh b'gosh posh spice husband |
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Couldn't kick it like I kick it bitch I kicks it |
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No cereal like a land and I sticks it |
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Wherever she asks me after she licks it |
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That's too explicit but y u listenin |
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*SNIFFS* I smell smoke and somethin sizzlin |
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That's her pussy so hey pussy play with pussy or play pussy |
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(Chorus:) |
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BUT YOU CANT BLAME ME IF I SET DIS STAGE ON FIRE |
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(Verse 2:) |
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They say you're nobody til somebody kills you |
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But where I'm from you're nobody til you kill somebody |
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And you kno what they say |
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When you're great it's not murder it's assinate |
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So assinate me bitch |
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Cause I'm doin the same shit martin luther king did |
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Checkin in the same hotel in the same suite bitch same balcony |
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Like assinate me bitch |
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(? ) |
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I don't rap I film movies with my rap |
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You can call me Mr. Director Chair |
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Yea and that's a wrap |
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Cut |
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On 2 the next |
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Not to the next scene bitch the next check |
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Some say the X makes the sex pects |
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So play with the pussy or play pussy |
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(Hook:) |
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So you got so many diamonds(hey pussy lay pussy) |
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You wear all the finest clothes(go or die say pussy and I say) |
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And your grill is shining(lay pussy lay pussy lay pussy) |
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As you're driving down the street of gold(Hey Pussy) |
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BUT YOU CANT BLAME ME IF I SET DIS STAGE ON FIRE(Hey Pussy Don't Play Pussy) |
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GET EM! |
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(Verse 3:) |
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Straight off the corner Apple and Eagle |
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Braveheart bitch like the times are medieval |
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Married to the game, Divorce the Cathedral |
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Standin on the corner selling Porcelain to People |
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Forced into evil, It's all in your head |
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It's also cerebral, call me Canival |
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You follow when I lead you |
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Straight to the needles |
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The bottles, the battles, the beetles will eat you |
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Mama named Cita, I love You Cita |
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Member when your pussy Second husband tried to beat ya |
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Remember when I went into the kitchen got the cleaver |
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He ain't give a fuck I ain't give a fuck neither |
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He could see the devil, see the devil in my features |
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You could smell the ether |
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You can see Cita |
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You can see the Cita, see the Cita in my features |
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And she don't play neither |