| Imma codeine cowboy, sittin inna Rarri
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| Racks in my pocket, why do I need a wallet
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| Louis V on my body, kicking it no karate
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| Feelin Mr. Miyagi, perky mixed with the molly
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| Imma codeine cowboy, sittin inna Rarri
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| Racks in my pocket, why do I need a wallet
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| Louis V on my body, kicking it no karate
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| Feelin Mr. Miyagi, perky mixed with the molly
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| Bravo she on my Johnny, original no copy
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| Stretch that ho like Pilates, have her body a call me
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| You doin the dash, you know that I’m crawling
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| Slip an I slide, inside them foreigns
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| Balmains on me ain’t do no robins
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| Two door coupe park it all on Collins
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| Lean on kool aid, slick like toothpaste
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| Ride in a coupe, skate like lupe
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| Imma codeine cowboy, sittin inna Rarri
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| Racks in my pocket, why do I need a wallet
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| Louis V on my body, kicking it no karate
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| Feelin Mr. Miyagi, perky mixed with the molly
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| Imma codeine cowboy, sittin inna Rarri
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| Racks in my pocket, why do I need a wallet
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| Louis V on my body, kicking it no karate
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| Feelin Mr. Miyagi, perky mixed with the molly
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| Balenci kicker, balmain dripper
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| Champagne sipper, Ruth Chris dinner
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| Codeine spill it, Rollie fleeded
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| Don’t be silly, know we drippy
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| Balenicaga, cool and calmer
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| Gucci persona, Louis V armor
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| Rarri a skidded, know man a live it
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| Neck on frigid, ran up the digits
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| Imma codeine cowboy, sittin inna Rarri
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| Racks in my pocket, why do I need a wallet
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| Louis V on my body, kicking it no karate
|
| Feelin Mr. Miyagi, perky mixed with the molly
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| Imma codeine cowboy, sittin inna Rarri
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| Racks in my pocket, why do I need a wallet
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| Louis V on my body, kicking it no karate
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| Feelin Mr. Miyagi, perky mixed with the molly |