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(but I still get in trouble) killa, uh, but what, uh [Verse:] Mami all on me cause I'm touchin' her belly I'm on butter pirelli's Wit' purple and yellow, hello That's butter and jelly I flip butter on celly's All right in front of the deli Holly, lilly, to kelly all spent once on the telly (and what else) and I got hella gear My earring is nice the price 3 townhomes in delaware Uh tomato porsche lookin' like tomato sauce Hip hop hooray I got to get That yayo off That's blocks to the ave, cops come blocking the Ave, I put the glock in the stash, slabs and copped in the trash Still stop and I laugh, ma put Them rock in your ass, the rest twat in ya bag, dag, hop in a cab Play you for what You gon' play yourself Ain't nobody gon' pay you like you pay yourself And my weight of the wealth was sk, ak, mayday, payday dog Don't play with your health. [Chorus:] Mami... She open she open, jump off... Hopin' I'm hopin', grab her... Rope em' and dope em', Oral... Choke em' and choke em' I flip bundle to bundle, tryin' to double my double, at the same time..... For what..... But The cops say I'm [Verse 2:] I get fresh from Yankee stadium to the garden I beg your pardon Stop it, my closet, macy's mens department Pants, shirt, scarf, phone if you check it Get the scoop on the cologne, belt, and shoe section Fur for fur baby, baby you'll go stir crazy Got that david yurmen burnin', the bird gazey You'll get hurt play me Burp let the dirt chase me Every third lady that flirt, want my chirp lately I know Some rn's that still strip, when I and this real dick, in The clinic, no student can heal shit Better than college, after that, students home At least after your bid, ain't no student loans To pay back, jack, ask What do you condone Hit towns wit coke, A. 45 blue as chrome Now they done juiced marone?? Knock, knock are you at home I'm a call he, girls call the crib And ask are you alone ..... Killa [Chorus:] [Verse 3:] We race foriegn cars, customed models, drop top mustard tahoe We like the musketeers, trained by cus d'amato Just a model, a dozen hollows is tough to swallow Watch sanford in son I'm like the buzz in rolo Afourtuniado, the porsche apollo, wars a follow Got the mack jack, still swing swords like zorro We jackin' and clappin' yall just applaud like bravo Now I plaud the cappo, zeke and santana I don't razor wrist's I keep eighths of piff The games and the chick Like kobe imma rape the bitch Razor grips, laser spit, glock cocked j or fifth D on the block just like jadakiss Haters shift, plead the fifth, spray The fifth, gator kicks, ma-tr-ix, major chips, I'm your favorite..... Killa Dipset, dipset [Chorus:]
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