All the humor in the rumors
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And I¡¯m laughing on my way to the bank
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And they claimin¡¯ they lockin¡¯ the game then I weighbor the shank
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I keep my cash in the safe cuz it ain¡¯t safe in the bank
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She say that she the wifey type well I say she a skank
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The sharks wait in the tank to get fed like in aquarium
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If mine is smelling blood they swim through prom and they tear you up
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If you comparing us to anyone it¡¯s not a legend
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I¡¯m not a reverend but I¡¯ll help you find a spot in heaven
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And own hares them one that got dementia
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They Ronald Reagan on you
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Go to war for drugs and then they all forget ya
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But it¡¯s a game where nobody know your name
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Until somebody that is popping ¡®em fuck with you then it change
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Dick riders are everywhere, they humpin¡¯ a hype
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In the news is who the fuck he broke up with that night
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And I don¡¯t care if in-between it you treat each other right
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Cuz drama make the problems come to their side
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Yea it¡¯s all about hits
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Ring-tone rap, it¡¯s all about hits
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I ain¡¯t bitter, I¡¯m a hitter
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I ain¡¯t calling it quits
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Swim for the fences it¡¯s all up to the lips
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Or anybody that was popping that shit and that¡¯s it
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Fuck it, I ain¡¯t even sore, I¡¯d rather just leave, I¡¯m open
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I¡¯d rather be hated than somebody knowing even on
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They must be doing it right if the price of feature growing
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In my mind I¡¯m making a call when the lawn is needed more
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I can¡¯t walk in my own shoes, my feet are gron
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And we¡¯ve all the wam with the Giants boys like we Samoan
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So fuck stoppin¡¯, Imma keep it goin¡¯
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You fuckin with us and I¡¯ll make it snow globe like you¡¯re hindle globin¡¯
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I keep on showing people love and get it snub sir
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Now I¡¯m only giving it gap in the winter glove
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Them stripper bitches sit on my lap and they get it up
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With enough cash they could be fixin¡¯ their creditor
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It¡¯s a mimic
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