| Young Scotty, bitch I’m too hottie
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| Too legit, Wavy Dem/Daddi
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| Young Scotty, bitch I’m too hottie
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| Young Scotty, bitch I’m too naughty
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| Keep it clean, I could slay your body
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| Young Scotty,
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| So just listen, I can teach you
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| What you cooking? |
| Rock is puking
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| All this rookies, want to shook me up
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| Shit just clowning, dawg, it’s time to shoot shit
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| Hop up on my wave, I keep it calm and safe
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| Feel like Jack with a bean, I’m going up to get my golden cake
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| When it comes to sex on drugs you know that I don’t stay abstain
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| I don’t come alone, you got me wrong, my partners on a way
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| Shawty you taste like biscuit
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| She got a skills like Mystique
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| Psycho’s, yea, we be the misfits
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| I’m on a roll, in control, bitch
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| I don’t know why is this so familiar, all in my head when I’m dreaming
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| Go against me and it’s roadkill
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| Whatever I touch starts to glowing
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| Balling, I’m feeling fresh in the cold wind
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| Young and I’m geeked, no sleep couse I’m zonin'
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| Hit my block, yep, we rollin'
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| I need to do what I got to no need to control me
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| Young Scotty, bitch I’m too hottie
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| Too legit, Wavy Dem/Daddi
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| Young Scotty, bitch I’m too hottie
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| Young Scotty, bitch I’m too naughty
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| Keep it clean, I could slay your body
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| Young Scotty, |