| Ok Ok
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| I bring that Major Pain
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| Ok Ok Ok
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| The game won’t be the same
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| Ok Ok Ok
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| I bring that Major Pain
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| Ok Ok Ok
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| The game won’t be the same
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| Pockets full of stacks
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| yep, walk around with heavy jeans
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| Money on the line, I’m gone pick up when my cellie rings
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| Child, I’m yo destiny like Beyonce and Kellie team
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| Get her wetter than the weather that a broken levy bring
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| She notice that my earring is way larger than her belly ring
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| Better take off your wedding ring cuz I sho don’t want that hand to sting
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| Think that you got the best head that the dirty south has ever seen?
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| Go down down baby like that old school song that Nelly sing
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| All the plates on them say Koopa
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| Foreign cars, introduce ya:
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| That’s Barrack, that’s Michelle and that there’s my Martin Luther
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| All black groupie train wait for me to enter lobby
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| All black Maserati, hard body no Kiotti
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| I ain’t never met a Robert, but I’m friends with the Dinero
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| Also international, I can get it in a Euro
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| Girl I got a real big ego
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| Plus I’m colder than sub-zero
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| Boy don’t try to be a hero
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| Shoot a bullet through a needle |