| お前はもう死んでいる
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| なに!?
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| Jakkyboi
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| Mamacita got me fucked up (wooh!)
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| She look drunk
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| Everybody wanna fuck us
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| We love lust
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| You can look, but you can’t touch, you can’t touch
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| You can look, but you can’t touch, you can’t touch
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| Two-seater got me fucked up (fucked up!)
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| Eat dust
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| Everybody wanna run up (wanna run up!)
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| And show love
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| You can look, but you can’t touch, (you can’t touch!), you can’t touch
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| You can look, but you can’t touch, (you can’t touch!), you can’t touch
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| Might be ugly, but she creepin' up all over my dick
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| Wanna fuck me but I am already over that bitch
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| Rollin' 'round with tha homies with the roof top down
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| Bumpin' shit that gon' make another head spin 'round
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| Bitches, they come and they go, I know that
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| Your heart got taken away, so don’t show that
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| Blow up, they come to ya side, that’s so wack
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| I am the greatest alive, and that’s no cap
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| Switch up my flow like my friends all switch on me
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| Pull up and fucked up I look like a zombie
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| Lone Wolf in the cut, it’s Convolk and Tommy
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| Turned from a no one to someone they copy
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| Turned from a lame to the dude on the front page
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| Made my own sound, now it’s my turn to dominate
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| Don’t care how you feel, I’m starting to love-hate
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| Makes me so happy to see how they frustrate
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| Mamacita got me fucked up (wooh!)
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| She look drunk
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| Everybody wanna fuck us
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| We love lust
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| You can look, but you can’t touch, you can’t touch
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| You can look, but you can’t touch, you can’t touch
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| Two-seater got me fucked up (fucked up!)
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| Eat dust
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| Everybody wanna run up (wanna run up!)
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| And show love
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| You can look, but you can’t touch, (you can’t touch!), you can’t touch
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| You can look, but you can’t touch, (you can’t touch!), you can’t touch
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| Rap the shit that I’ve been livin' give a fuck how you feel
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| Said I sold out but I’m turning down these million deals
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| Convolk up next in a black fit, I ain’t skipping no meals
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| Convolk up next with a black heart, and you know that shit real, for real |