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Clairmont The Second
Clairmont The Second
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Clairmont II Humphrey
Clairmont II Humphrey
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Clairmont The Second
Clairmont The Second
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Aye Aye Uh, aye, aye Ring finger best friends with the middle since a little one Aye, aye Aye, aye Lil Mont from the avenue not acting cool Know some dudes if you get at me they'll clap at you Applauding busters was never my attitude I know the goons would buddy police at my school, woah A dude that graduated, sad that he ain't make it One second living suddenly he in a basement They cooking more than chicken by the Weston station They find bodies in hotel rooms that's where they baked him, gheeze I ain't with the faking I ain't with the faking Black just like my parents don't make me Jamaican No discrimination girls from different races Possible to get to where my mama place is Lady afro bigger than what your estate is Making hella movements playing chess with haters I can't hear you unless you tell me I'm the greatest West side get the money on a daily basis Ring finger best friends with the middle since a little one Keele everybody walking, steal from everybody pockets People living not a problem, people living like the projects Me, I'm living as a top pick, total chaos in the offices Total chaos down the block from This, negros neighbors with the officers Do no favors for the opposite, I'ma handle it right after this Picking pockets then we pocket it, pigs is posted in the parking lot They don't mess with me I'm confident, calmest kid Boss of the block and the sauciest, everyone else is some novices Pull up in pink, like booby cancer awareness I father but I ain't a parent I never hated my veggies, name on my wrist hella carrots Not the same runnings, I levitate, floating right next to a Ferris My feet reside where the air is, Little Mont, Weston Road merit, aye Hez from my old hood roll when he show up might hit a wing spot Pres of my own hood, gold never green, no price on the wrist cost Bad girls on the 89 bus, brought my baby down West, show her wagwan Took your girl and showed that honey where we from like
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