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Boy I went to six flags got a snapback Hollon, I got all these magnums in my backpack Hollon, I know I talk freaky but she like that Hollon, told her I eat ass now I'm a asshat Fuck it tho, crackhead just gon ask me where the crack at Fuck wrong, ion do no pics but can that ass clap? She don't know, lil baby know she got that jat jat Go slow Go slow, fuckin' then I skrtt off like it's mad max Ho ho, now I'm left with 2, I let one go Bozo, a little dog in me like it's todo Geronimo, shooting from the logo then outta there like adios Can't get enough skin creamy smooth like milk and look like coco puffs An angel with a attitude and got a lil garbage truck Gon feel when she back it up got beware on my calendar COD I pack-a-punch I'm trying not to damage her Done with asking feats from niggas not even on my caliber I'm done with asking shit from niggas learned that from a "manager" And ion know what love is but there's no convincing Jessica And shawty talking outta country we can stop by Canada Like wha wha wha wha wha wha wha wha wha wha wha like what you talking bout In here tryna fuck why shawty in here tryna talk it out Like (Shh shh shh shh shh shh) can you keep it down Boy I went to six flags got a snapback Hollon, I got all these magnums in my backpack Hollon, I know I talk freaky but she like that Hollon, told her I eat ass now I'm a asshat Fuck it tho, crackhead just gon ask me where the crack at Fuck wrong, ion do no pics but can that ass clap? She don't know, lil baby know she got that jat jat Go slow Go slow, fuckin' then I skrtt off like it's mad max Ho ho, now I'm left with 2, I let one go Bozo, a little dog in me like it's todo Geronimo, shooting from the logo then outta there like adios
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