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Man I make this sh#t seem easy
From the outside looking in
Got my first bad b#tch
And I ain’t went good again
Though we never had no kids
I bust her down and cop her twins
And if they really friendly
I might chop and cop her friends
I know we call them ends
But that’s just where it begins
And if I gave a helping hand
Then she owe me that same limb
My females is like emails
Give them messages and send
Like b#tch your name Mercedes
You supposed to give me Benzes
The only maybe in her mentions
Sit on four wheels
And f#ck her badge of honor
If her closet full of hoe heels
I’m looking out for both of us b#tch
I’m doing no deals
And I’m ice cold pimpin’
You gone need a snow mobile
I leave a brokey on E
I don’t never gas em up
I leave a brokey on E
I don’t never gas em up
I leave a brokey on E
I don’t never gas em up
I leave a brokey on E
I don’t never
Put some soul in your hoeing
Cause them yolks ain’t enough
Some things in life you gotta break
Before they start opening up
I only been arrested once
Really I never did cuffs
I’m from Vegas
The ladies turnin’ the most tricks is luck
And she a spinner
You play your cards right you get in her
I roll the dice and if I crap out
Then she gon’ be my shitter
You see all that fire in her
I’m the n#gg# who lit her
I know exactly what she would do
Cause I gave her the splinters
And I’m putting my foot down
So hard it make the earth shake
She gone stuff that bag
Til the handles on her purse break
I tell her run it up
And come in nothing less than first place
And she know just where I’m coming from
Like my birth place
I leave a brokey on E
I don’t never gas em up
I leave a brokey on E
I don’t never gas em up
I leave a brokey on E
I don’t never gas em up
I leave a brokey on E
I don’t never gas em up
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