| Rap cat, like that
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| Top of the line freak, I gotta get scratch
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| Don’t waste time on a rat
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| Mickey Mouse ho step back, Mickey Mouse ho step back
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| I’m in high pursuit for a prostitute
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| In my baby blue suit, in my new leather boots
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| The game gets sticky wanna know about mines
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| I live my life through your car Alpine
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| Don’t talk back, ho you thick
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| In this club ho who you wit?
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| Holla back, don’t be fake like fruit
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| I spits my game if I think you cute
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| I talk about the izm with Sugar EQ
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| Anybody else well I don’t know you
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| You love that freak cause you dress real fresh
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| She said good night but she don’t rest
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| She might say daddy after twelve A.M.
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| Don’t even play bitch, go and paid that pimp
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| Roll around the Bay bitch get that bread
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| In-call, out-call, freak go 'head
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| You can even walk down San Pablo
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| Let a player tell you what your mind don’t know
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| I’m Fillmoe down everyday
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| I might laugh bitch but I really don’t play
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| Roll my whip, spit my gift
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| Bitch holla back, but don’t talk back
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| I could see the ho lust in yo eyes
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| You got it past him but couldn’t get past I I dress like Cody Jerrett when I gotta knock somethin
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| The beats start bumpin when the freaks start humpin
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| Bring home somethin, don’t make no mistakes
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| Why you talkin to the suckas buyin you dranks?
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| They lookin for a dream, you lookin for the cream
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| Holla at me freak yo Khan nah mean
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| You can realize bitch a big surprise
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| I can see a picture frame in yo eyes
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| I see Van Gogh, I see Picasso
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| I also see a rap cat from Fillmoe
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| That’s a nice style let me lace your boots
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| This game is so official like a referee’s whistle
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| Chicago, Fillmoe, Milwaukee, O-A-K, Frisco Bay
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| Hey! |
| Area Bay love Mac Dre |