| Yeah
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| Probably would’ve blew overnight if I was white
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| Rap with a mic and wore really baggy tights
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| It’s aight, yeah, queen, yeah
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| Takin' bubble baths, love to see my mother laugh
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| Can’t wait 'til Soup home so I can hug his ass
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| Niggas comin' up short, where’s the other half?
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| Even if my eyes closed, still won’t fuckin' crash
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| I’m in my fuckin' bag, Whack, where you at? |
| She-, yeah
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| Life is easy, I’m somebody hard to come across
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| Check the pH level and then I’m done with Voss
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| Sippin' stocky writing what I be, still I become a boss
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| Send my cousin to the store to buy some fucking Off!
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| Buggin', like mosquitoes, buggin', I don’t need those
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| Loving all my peoples, dollar signs, yeah, I need those
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| Buggin', fuckin', lovin'
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| Dollar signs, yea, I need those, buggin', like mosquitoes |