| Uh, TCP
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| Yuh, yuh
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| Yellow bubble coat like I’m Biggie Smalls
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| My bitch racially ambiguous, inconspicuous
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| I’m in a blue Benz, spic and span, spent some bands
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| Three-card molly, pick a hand, black car
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| Discussin' business in my backyard, I’m back at it
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| These fuckin' bastards, flabbergasted, flappin' they gums
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| Guessin'
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| When in question, I side with the rules
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| If you live by the cheers then you die by the boos
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| Accountable, I need amounts unsurmountable
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| To play the mountains in Malibu
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| Promiscuous women, mispronouncing menu items
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| Persimmon chutney, I shuck 'em
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| But never shuck and jive for no money
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| Pride, envy, greed, lust, the gluttony
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| The fast life, it ends abruptly
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| A screechin' hoe
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| You reachin' a bullet wound, your abdominal region
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| Nerve damage, niggas got the nerve
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| Disturbance, perturbed, I’m never nervous
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| I turned over new leaf
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| Let’s chat while the tea steeping
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| Reach agreements, egregious
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| In the Lex watching Kathie Lee and Regis
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| My actions are one with the seasons
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| I’m in Atlanta like Shy Dee with Georgia Peaches
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| Booked the suite at St Regis, I can’t believe this
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| We seen it, done it all, still want it all
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| Naw, they ain’t like us, none at all
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| We seen it, done it all, still want it all
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| Naw, they ain’t like us, none at all
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| We seen it, done it all, still want it all
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| Naw, they ain’t like us, none at all
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| None at all
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| Naw, none at all
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| The beast should be found within oneself (Oneself)
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| If you do have within yourself
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| You can’t find the beast outside
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| This reminds me of a small incident
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| Once a businessman |