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(MTM, hit 'em with the heat) Uh, yeah Okay, okay Money make lil' shawty mouth move just like ventriloquist Watch 'em drop dead, like tangerines, how we gon' peel his shit Demolition, how I beat her walls like Bob the Builder, bitch If you need some help to lose your life, I think I will assist .358 smear his brains on the pavement Tell that bitch, "Hush, don't talk," goodness gracious Uppercut straight to his jaw, make his face lift GTA, pull up, five stars, he get wasted (yeah) Uh, I can't trust a bitch again, shouts out to my ex Heard his homie diss, so we gon' check his mate like chess Shimmy, shimmy, yeah, dick make her shake down to her legs Careful how you talk, this pistol bark like DMX My mind be so sinister, it's death if you test Glaze her face like Cinnabon when she get undressed ALL BUT 6 familia, R.I.P. the rest Damage him, he bandaged up like Eraser Head Money make lil' shawty mouth move just like ventriloquist Watch 'em drop dead, like tangerines, how we gon' peel his shit Demolition, how I beat her walls like Bob the Builder, bitch If you need some help to lose your life, I think I will assist .358 smear his brains on the pavement Tell that bitch, "Hush, don't talk," goodness gracious Uppercut straight to his jaw, make his face lift GTA, pull up, five stars, he get wasted
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