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Kush and a swisher
Money over bitches
Never kill a woman
Unless she a witness
All about my business
Survival of the fittest
Let me had my weed in her titties
Bitch I got the cash in a rubber band
I got the glock already cocked, boom
Fuckin with a niggea meet my muthafuckin goons
Sorry for the wait Carter 4 coming soon
Light it up cause I'm a Smoker
She tried to deep Throat I fucked around and choked her
It's Young money mothafucka game over
Shots leave your body looking you doin yoga
And lord knows I am a sinner pain pills for dinner
Bitch I'm getting money like I got a money printer
I got a chopper and a trimmer shootin like jimmer you comin
In that water boy ya better be a swimmer
I aint worried bout yall I'm sittin in my hole
While miss anita baker say you bringin me joy
I came straight outta jail and did my thang on these
Boys and we all yelled fuck you bitch and kept goin
I'm on and that's right baby and I aint goin out this bitch
Without a fight baby one request please don't bite
Baby I got some bomb ass pussy from a white lady
I aint lyin ima shine like a nickel or a diamond
I Smoke a lot of weed to keep them bitches of my mind
Girl, stop talking that shit gone suck a nigga dick
For a new outfit, and even if the sky comes fallin
Bitch Ima still be high I got faith in my weed man
But lil niggas got yay by the bean bag hit yo ass from
The side like a screen pass and that red bandanna is the
Team flag yeah, all up in yo fuckin face tez pushed the
Ablum back sorry for the wait
