| I think they work at Kinkos 'cause they copy me
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| Green on everything, there is no stopping me
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| I think they work at Kinkos 'cause they copy me
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| Bitch, I’m never lonely, got that Glock on me
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| I think they work at Kinkos 'cause they copy me
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| Green on everything, there is no stopping me
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| I think they work at Kinkos 'cause they copy me
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| Bitch, I’m never lonely, got that Glock on me
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| You the type to tell and call the cops on me
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| I’m the type of guy to count money until my finger green
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| You the type to ride my dick then turn around and hate on me
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| I’m the type of guy, my money longer than a limousine
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| First up, fuck the foreplay
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| Hot boy on a snow day
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| Bok Choy, bitch I’m hungry
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| I count money when I’m lonely
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| They just won’t murder me slowly
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| I won’t go back to the old me
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| They want me miserable and lonely
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| You know my music, you don’t know me
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| I think they work at Kinkos 'cause they copy me
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| Green on everything, there is no stopping me
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| I think they work at Kinkos 'cause they copy me
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| Bitch, I’m never lonely, got that Glock on me
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| I think they work at Kinkos 'cause they copy me
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| Green on everything, there is no stopping me
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| I think they work at Kinkos 'cause they copy me
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| Bitch, I’m never lonely, got that Glock on me |