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what it really do lil mama? i thought i seen you through the trees | known as the devil baby, you can call me Reid | steady poppin yo, i keep it off…
what it really do lil mama? i thought i seen you through the trees known as the devil baby, you can call me Reid steady poppin yo, i keep it off the heez throwin 3's stackin guap and i spend it how i please Shark City where he from blood in the water, hit the lotto gone dumb with a loaf, he got a lump sum she say she wanna that gualla, i think nada droppin all the dollas on yo baby mama?? they must not know the man, he hold the plan got both a those hoes clothes openin ferocious handz gottem sittin like a doberman just tell em hang it up it's over man the 4 leaf clover high top nike, with a mic, jump over waitin on a flight, gotta bite in the soda, origami folda makin dem bitches shake like they got a disorder high cost boss from the gates tossin out hate on a tape runnin cops off the interstate i terminate em, ain't say it again it's Reid n Rocc: the beginning of the end Tell me whatcha tryna do? Baby, now that we're alone Just follow the groove Let this bounce take hold of you, baby I been searchin for your lovin, we've got something we've got something, baby I been searchin for your lovin, we've got something Baby, now that we're alone bringin it back now stop while i hop from the top rope cant cope with the cutthroat beggin? tell her no cuz Terror never change for a hoe insane what i go, rain game every time i say so lil stank on a beat by the one and only Rocc soundin like a belly flop chuck it to the top coppin a sack a that dank slugs at the bank, fo-fives and a mask gotta fill da tank doin it large i never do a little boss whips, sauce dips like a McGriddle i never miss a bitch, not even a little Terror Reid put the game in the hospital it ain't a riddle, ima rip it from the middle candy paint dippin while yo ass eatin kibble while i rise from the smoke, recognize he the goat large fries with a coke eyes wide neva eva choke He the masta, Mac-11 blasta gainin on em quick think ya betta run fasta the body snatcha, ghostin like casper da real deal yall cud call me the pastor bitch"
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