| Colder than winter wonderland drop him 12 feet under man
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| Stretch his ass like a rubber band, I’ll send his ass to the motherlands
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| Colder than winter wonderland drop him 12 feet under man
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| Stretch his ass like a rubber band, I’ll send his ass to the motherlands
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| To the motherlands, to the motherlands
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| Stretch his ass like a rubber band, I’ll send his ass to the motherlands
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| To the motherlands, to the motherlands
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| Stretch his ass like a rubber band, I’ll send his ass to the motherlands
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| Funny niggas, Jim Carey
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| Chase the money, Tom &Jerry
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| Hella bitches want beef but it get scary at my deli
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| I’ll ride around throw my set-up I ain’t never finna let up
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| Tell you once to shut up next I pin my hair up
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| If yo money big than I’m cool with you
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| Otherwise what I’m a do with you?
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| Bitch you talking to a animal and I’m not talking Dr. Dolittle
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| We draw so much money at the bank
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| I done made the cashier faint
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| I will smack yo ass so quick no love taps or no spanks
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| Quick thoughts its a warning do a hit &run in my foreign
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| Have yo body rolling off the fucking hill
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| Like yo first name was Lauryn
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| My niggas shaking up no salt shakers
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| I’ll hang her up, don’t call later
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| Motherfuckers don’t get the picture
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| So let me save this shit as yo wallpaper
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| Hear that ding-ding got my ching-ching
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| Take my nails off I told Ling Ling
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| Cause I’m a whack his ass with that big thing
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| He gone feel this shit in his ding-a-ling
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| Don’t tell man this hell man
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| No talking bitch I’m not a salesman
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| I’ll step on every porch on yo block
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| Like what up bitch I’m the mailman
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| Colder than winter wonderland drop him 12 feet under man
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| Stretch his ass like a rubber band, I’ll send his ass to the motherlands
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| Colder than winter wonderland drop him 12 feet under man
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| Stretch his ass like a rubber band, I’ll send his ass to the motherlands
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| To the motherlands, to the motherlands
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| Stretch his ass like a rubber band, I’ll send his ass to the motherlands
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| To the motherlands, to the motherlands
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| Stretch his ass like a rubber band, I’ll send his ass to the motherlands
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| Stop staring at me damn peek-a-boo
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| Poke any man no Pikachu
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| Make it two fades couple rounds
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| Rearrange your face transformation Tuesday
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| I bring heat so they stay pressed
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| It ain’t asthma but I take breaths
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| I do more and I say less cause talk is cheaper than Payless
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| Roll, roll, roll the dope yank that nigga by his fucking throat
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| Show you something for I drop you low
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| This is why you should have never spoke
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| Line bitches up put em in a row
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| You pass broke you really poor more numbers coming
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| I’m digital and I’m going in like a pigeon toe
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| Colder than winter wonderland drop him 12 feet under man
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| Stretch his ass like a rubber band, I’ll send his ass to the motherlands
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| Colder than winter wonderland drop him 12 feet under man
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| Stretch his ass like a rubber band, I’ll send his ass to the motherlands
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| To the motherlands, to the motherlands
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| Stretch his ass like a rubber band, I’ll send his ass to the motherlands
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| To the motherlands, to the motherlands
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| Stretch his ass like a rubber band, I’ll send his ass to the motherlands |