| Fuck, fuck, fuck
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| Keep a ready Glock, demi shot (Uh)
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| And the medi got her before she belly-flopped
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| Into her demise, it’s a sin to tell a lie
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| I be plottin' on the pie, inside the window like a fly, bitch
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| I can feel the brain behind my eyes switch off
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| Bitch soft, I wanted to die and find this shit lost
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| Pitboss, I’m a motherfuckin' pitboss
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| Toss you out the mosh
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| Shoutout pear, shoutout Rick Ross
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| Lemmie out, lemmie out
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| Lemmie out, lemmie out
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| Pussy got a stick in his esophagus, I’m off it
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| Lemmie out, lemmie out-
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| Of the box, it’s a lot when you somethin' to offer
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| All ya thoughts in a pot, In the dumpster
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| Why you coverin' ya face?
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| 'Cus ya fake, always hatin' from another different state
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| Take a day, think about what ya sayin'
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| I’ma fuck on ya motherfuckin' face (Yah)
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| I’ma demonstrate ya motherfuckin' failings
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| Take it away, all of the fuck shit
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| Runnin' in a circle, stay forgettin' that you lost it
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| You gon' let me out
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| If you know whats good for ya, cus you fuckin' wit' a pitboss
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| Hit the ground wit' yo knees for the pitboss
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| Gettin' civil for the bitch so you a bit lost
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| Mofucka' you gon' get what yo bitch want
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| Lemmie out (Lemmie out)
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| Lemmie out (Lemmie out)
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| Lemmie out (Lemmie out)
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| Lemmie out (Lemmie out)
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| Lemmie out (Lemmie out)
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| Lemmie out
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| Lemmie out, Lemmie out
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| (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
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| What the fuck ever, retard
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| Suck my dick |