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[Verse 1: J.Casanova]

Word around town, Magnum's what I fit
Word around town, often they still rip
Word around town, Bitch I still don't got no kids
Word around town is I fucked a thousand bitches

Damn... Swag
Top peeled back no roof yeah we killing 'em
I'm in your house no shoes on
Feet on your couch don't care who you are
I'm a star
Spent a couple mil' from skating, damn that is fucking crazy
You ain't got tell me, I amaze me
You can read it on my face, I am amazing
Bitches feel the same thing
That's why you can catch them all around my waist like a shoestring
I'm all over her place when you ain't
Cum all over her face
Sorry you can't Liu Kang kick it
Yeah they wanna' hang like nooses
Though I often hit it and send them back to you bitches
Fuck them twice, feed them once, give advice that leave them like:
"Damn, he might be the realest I will even meet in life"

True as ever, make it hard to settle
Plus this empty Magnum wrapper should help you remember
I am hotter than the devil, colder than below seven
Though I may pretend it I hardly ever listen