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Oh my god , god damn
Oh my god , god damn
Oh my god , god damn
Oh my god , god damn
Oh my god , god damn
I'm a man {?}
{Deep Voice}
Oh my god , god damn
I'm a fu*king a man
{Verse 1:}
Oh my god , god damn
20 racks in my , hand
Yo b*tch she a fan
So sick i'm the man
Shouts bus sony man
I'm so high and can't {?}
I'm making cheese
We meet cash
So what the plan
I'm so drunk i can't stand
These b*tches swing
Like tarzan i'm the man
You can tell i'm the sh*t
You can smell
I doing good your doing well
su*k my dick sex cell
Your talking sh*t go to hell
Watch me win
Watch you fail
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{Verse 2:}
God damn fu*king rich b*tch
This ni**a can't belive i took his chick
No questions cus she knows she su*k a dick
No pants
Where a hoe alot of sex with
Never been trill
Always kept it real
My swag in the streets
Scrubs has to steal
When i rock the goon
Mask i'ma fu*king steal
Hustling all day
Just to get 3 mеals
All day
I strap with a AK
Hoes gives a ni**a
Brain on a day lay
b*tches world widе
Going fu*king crazy
I'm so pretty
b*tch i'm tom bradyyyy
You know what i'm coming through
With the fu*king crew
Foe deep
In the murder out cool
Rolling up tell me what you gonna do
Don't make me hit up my fu*king goons
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