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Hey mom
Hey bob
Hey god, hey god
Umm umm
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Real n#gg# Tamar Braxton
I gotta ball Samuel L Jackson
All of my bars could be a caption
This is a Moncler this not from PacSun
In school, I was barely even passing
I could multiply I couldn’t do fractions
That’s why I can’t give her non of my backend
I gotta sh sh sh
I gotta shoot on these n#gg#s John Paxson
God is my boast and I know they be asking
Said it four times I can’t do no retractions
I’m with my ghana girl we just relaxing
You were so cool in first grade what happened
These n#gg#s lying to us they be capping
She think I’m black as hell like Michael Blackson
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Cute as f- It’s not Abercrombie fitch
I popped on the intеrnet it’s not a glitch
Just made my own lane and got my own nichе
She steal all my swag it’s okay I got more
I got a six-pack right out the door
My girlfriend cheated on me when I was four
What’d I expect Lil girls’ a wh#re
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Foggieraw Lyrics – I Gotta Ball