| Bitch I'm in here like a burglary |
| Slicker than some turpentine |
| Iron chrome 9, make a nigga' bleed burgundy |
| I'm so well rounded fuck a square I sell circle keys |
| Put me in the booth and I'll go off on a Fergie beat! |
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| Ciroc Boy got these bitches drunk like they on Bourbon Street |
| Ciroc Boy got these bitches drunk like they on Bourbon Street |
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| I represent Mechanicsville |
| What you know bout 30 deep |
| Fed's come in search n leave, they punchin' me, they searchin' me |
| Judge say I'm lyin' so he hit me with that perjury |
| Quater cut; fur on me |
| Lion skin burban seats |
| My snappers are Irish |
| Get kilt and they killed, perfectly |
| I am dish detergent clean |
| Women's try to purchase me |
| Bitches suck in dick and swallow nut like its shit a courtesy |
| Animal -all off- your face will get mulled off |
| Play with me in front of my dogs and they will get called off |
| This is unforgettable flow |
| See your bitch in traffic and snatch her up cause she's a gettable ho |
| I'll shoot ya if you step on my future or you can catch me with your bitch |
| practicing karma-sutra |
| Imagine this I got my feet up on the metal of the Bugatti peddle |
| You should have known this shit is sour cause the whip Ameretto |
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| Come on' |
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| Take these nigga's out! |
| Take these nigga's out! |
| Take these nigga's out! |
| Take these nigga's out! |
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| No replacing me -I'm here |
| Play with me catch you in a restaurant put a bomb in your case of your beer |
| In the forest chasing deers -riffle in my hand we'll turn this shit to nigga's |
| Snipers in Atlanta -UH |
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| You hysterical, your terrible, mad cause I'm fucking with that hood bitch Erica |
| I will dismantle every area, that you call a body part, the more the merrier |
| Cocked on ya boy scaring ya, house up out the water bitch you gotta take the |
| ferry here |
| I am hurtin um I think they need medicare,. |
| Nigga, I am fucking your- bitch so you better care |
| What the fuck is the weather here |
| Nigga its a parrot in the tree you will never hear |
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| Still riding with the sawed off, cocked back point blank range BOW call um off |
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| Take these nigga's out! |
| Take these nigga's out! |
| Take these nigga's out! |
| Take these nigga's out! |
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