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Are you with me but tell me this b*tch ..deep f*ck around and drowning his b*tch Call me kid for my daughter so i ground even harder Star in my own movies and i’m not Martin Louis I’m sitting on these niggas these boys ain’t in my lane Body gonna competition i don’t’ cross on my slamp ..bands telling my plan Niggas still hating on me like i even really care Got your girl in my weep she get me brain while i stand I’m the .. do doing don’t let em tell you otherwise Rap games garbage all these nigga do is lie.
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.. the truck like a hore you suck Now you see..tell em niggas past the Dutch ..put me some .. from the .. On the WMC i began .. only right ..nigga f*ck like rocking down .. Real igga do real nigga shit Keep my .. we gonna turn it .. ..got me smoke it on damn .. strong Really aint’ f*cking with the .. what ..
2 x Chorus: I got em yeah i got em yeah Let em niggas know I’m the motha f*cka problem hey I got em yeah i got em yeah Let em niggas know I’m the motha f*cka problem hey