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(Intro:)
I turn to soul assassins
Check it out,
Yo, Jermaine supernat
And I;m in the lab with my man, Dj Mugs
Soul Assassins in the building
Rap the bells, gorilla's union stand up!

Black in the black toe,
I keep on coming back, I beat that pussy down
I'll make you walk the track,
Hey man, look at me now like I'm bout to rob the bank
Like a Jamaican making dollars, puffing
Right with half a take, that means you only loco,
We into in a poe, you only want from Popo
Public intoxication, what habits far from breaking
Live by the rules of regulations to the gangsta nation!

We like the platinum patron,
Tell them give me more
Cause I'll wait up around til they give me more
Glass up, glass up
They keep going down,
We at the platinum patron,
Tell them give me another round,
Oh oh, I don't need no round to them bottle ground,
She don't round, going by the ground
We don't need no rounds, we going down
Oh oh, we like the platinum patron

I was built to never fall,
Have no fear for none of you,
Bottle popping alcohol, pour like Niagara Falls
We the ones they'd creepy with it
Freaking on, and sleeping with
You thirsty, aggressive?
You're possessive tryina keep the bitch
I'm moving like a million pills, like a tone of bricks
Feel like you're a killer when you saw some baby shit
Here come my Trina, park troller
Scoop the built tracks
So, make it heavy cause these bitches part the field

We like the platinum patron,
Tell them give me more
Cause I'll wait up around til they give me more
Glass up, glass up
They keep going down,
We at the platinum patron,
Tell them give me another round,
Oh oh, I don't need no round to them bottle ground,
She don't round, going by the ground
We don't need no rounds, we going down
Oh oh, we like the platinum patron

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