Yeah, I come around look dope, Yeah. You come around look broke, Man, I make them scream out loud, And they throw their hands out, You don’t move shit, You should get your ass out,
Home delivery pussi pills pizza, stop shame me name not a blazer, u loser, home boy! I tell it to ur face, comon! u a loser, I tell u straight up, u a loser, i tell it to ur face, u a loser,
You a loser, you ain’t even got clout, word of mouth, Imma go ahead and, tell it to your face. You a loser.
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Yo! O oh! Pale! Alright, alright Get aha aha Out Yo! o oh! Bitch! alright alright, Get aha aha Out Get ur azz out Get ur azz out Get ur azz out Yo! Move shit U should get ur azz out.
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Blow the dust off, that old dick n, cut ur toe nails, so ur feet fit, in them sneakers, better hurry up, coz they set that tonights gon be murdah,
Put your glass up, throw your hands up, it’s going down now, you can ask us, Why you sit down? Get your ass up, spill a shot of the jack, Goldbrick on her arm like a bruiser, he a scrub. He a stoop. He a Goofer, I don’t really understand what you do, but I do know this, homeboy, you a loser,
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