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Bitch, I could style out in an old navy fleece
I'm handsome, you can hold the smoke in merris please
Treat big money like a little flit, call the g's
The little shit makes me a little sick
Beyond B, well you got cheese
What the fuck you rapping if you move keys
Niggas be glorying the struggle that they tryina leave
I over stand all, what they wanna hear is fucking bald
Minching about they fantasies and women at the pole
But jump at a chance to fuck a star
We love these hoes, we love these hoes
We cheat on them, far peace hoes
We love these hoes, we love these hoes
These hoes ain't seeing none of my dough
We love these hoes
Watch me die today
Niggas be parsing up t's talking
They was my biggest fast since 2003
That's the pimp all, post end 3
Love me now, before I start getting money
And after funny, you be like damn, what happened to the old QC
The one that we ain't appreciate when he was the old QC, feel me?
Love me now, love me now, love me now
Love me now, love me now, love me now
Love me now, love me now, love me now

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