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| Two b*tches at the same time...(2) | |
| Lil mama had a swag like mine...(10) | |
| Don't you ever lick your lips...(6) | |
| I'm married to that crazy bitch...(4) | |
| Everything is easy baby...(6) | |
| Say go and get your money...(3) | |
| And after we got done I said Lady what's your number?...(3) | |
| I got summer hatin' on my cause I'm hotter than the sun, Got spring hatin' on me cause...(4) | |
| Okay you're a goon...(7) | |
| Suck my d*ck with red lip stick...(5) | |
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| I knock on the door, hope isn't home, fate's not around...(4) | |
| I got a couple cars that I never use, Don't like my women single...(6) | |
| I got my weed from the west, my pills from the east, and two bottles of...(3) | |
| Okay it's young wayne on them ho*s AKA Mr....(6) | |
| We are not the same...(4) | |
| Hey Barbie, are you into black men? Hey hey barbie...(6) | |
| Yeah, call it as I see ya, I wish I never met ya...(5) | |
| I think you're bionic, and I don't think you're beautiful...(5) | |
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