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Sick of all the word of mouth, cut the bullshit pull it down
I'm a cold motherfucker, 42 below the ground
We got a question that's, baby paint them as your mans
Like a yay dick flick, holy shit my ego big
Hard body bitch, one ton hibbey, foreign like ya' whip
Both guns ready, last I checked you ain't' never left the city
So you nothin' like me, I come cross the pacific
Shameless from my shit, like a naked motherfressle
Drive a black and white chevvy, and I call it heavy metal
Got a view like you but I tell you that you special
Dollar bills in my tummy, gettin money on the menu
Only put some money in your wallet, change in your pocket
You a simple ass bitch, girl you know you needa stop it
Look trick
You ain't [you ain't] got, nothin, on me
Look trick
