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If you down you down slick no frickin' around shit

No friction bound we count chips, diction was clouded, wow pigs

Sipping brown, was found slithered flipping a sound

Endoused with the frown my mouth spit, nigs gettin down

Tical rhythm power countless, systemic pounces

Foul wit the dow, the outfit slicker than pals wit chowder

With my child in south cench, give him his style he wild

When I’m around its stout lips foul, never indulge my shit

Cowardice, fed you nigga no lie, the dour split

Alchemist up in the kitchen, scour flour bid

Hours with the pimpin', cho cha, wit my permission, couch flop, she on the chicken

Doctors called off don’t put no thyroids on my women

Dishin' what they can’t take, persistent baby stole my Bathing Apе

Wear it til' its faded, draping paper platеs round the face

Quick fan my bitch tannin', damn i want the kitty slammin'

Brown sugar booger from famine into the Hamptons

Damned if i don’t, damned if i do crew was jammin'

Scandalous cabrons, Randall with the scoop, ramblin’

And my boo knew, she heard it thru the bluetooth, i’m scrambling with the troops

Shooting rambos at the blue in pajamas