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Go, go I'm feeling real good about this one, I ain't gon' lie Ah Bitches it's clo and wick, got wock, pills, and weed in this bitch This lil' thrax, you wanna hit? Tap in with cuz, he got the list We ain't dykes', but we keep straps Last nigga got head tapped Found him there, that's his bed now Why he outside late? it's bed time Bed time, dead time Fuck yo' bitch, I'm in her spin Yo' nigga broke, he ain't gotta dime She so thick, she say I'm fine Shit it real, you can see the time Be a real bitch, I'ma make her mine Yo homie dead, he in the sky If you come here, you gon' die, bye If you try, you die We spark the first, ain't trade the fye When the guys died all hell rise See the pain up in my eye Niggas dyin' over pennies Can't even die over dimes, I got to many diamonds dancin, I got plenty I'm in between, I may her sh-sh-sh This shit busy, gotta 50 You know I keep that shit with me Shit go down, it get wicked You know my diamonds make you dizzy My bitch love layin' with me You know she down to get busy Real lean, get the fizzing Hold the switch, it got me itchy Catch her out my eye red Every day, I see red I ain't talkin' to no feds Bitch, I'm smokin' on your mans Your bitch stalker, she a fan White bitch think she need a tan Free that man, he off a band Ain't the dyke, but we the mens Bitches it's clo and wick, got wock, pills, and weed in this bitch This lil' thrax, you wanna hit? Tap in with cuz, he got the list We ain't dykes', but we keep straps Last nigga got head tapped Found him there, that's his bed now Why he outside late? it's bed time Bed time, dead time Fuck yo' bitch, I'm in her spin Yo' nigga broke, he ain't gotta dime She so thick, she say I'm fine Shit it real, you can see the time Be a real bitch, I'ma make her mine Yo homie dead, he in the sky If you come here, you gon' die, (Bitches it's clo and wick, got wock, pills, and weed in this bitch This lil' thrax, you wanna hit? Tap in with cuz, he got the list We ain't dykes', but we keep straps Last nigga got head tapped Found him there, that's his bed now Why he outside late? it's bed time Bed time, dead time Fuck yo' bitch, I'm in her spin Yo' nigga broke, he ain't gotta dime She so thick, she say I'm fine Shit it real, you can see the time Be a real bitch, I'ma make her mine Yo homie dead, he in the sky If you come here, you gon' die, bye)
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