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Yeah, yeah, I'm the shit Yeah, yeah, I'm the shit Yeah, yeah, I'm the shit Yeah, yeah, I'm the shit Yeah, yeah, I'm the shit Yeah, yeah, I'm the shit Yeah, yeah, I'm the shit I should have Febreze on me I got to L's like Pelle, clip ya like LA, Lake'em I still love my [?] on the bacon You ain't from Kingston, you are Ja-faking You take her and make up, I mess up her makeup She started with an acre, put some D's on it Yeah, I'm the shit, I should have Febreze on me Take her back street and I put some P's on it Just left the Gucci store, all I got is G's on me Yeah, yeah, I'm the shit Yeah, yeah, I'm the shit Yeah, yeah, I'm the shit Yeah, yeah, I'm the shit Yeah, yeah, I'm the shit Yeah, yeah, I'm the shit Yeah, yeah, I'm the shit I should have Febreze on me Letras de canciones My slangatory self-explanatory Have my man step your mans, man got you mandatory Tell her lift it in her ankle for me For the hoes in danger, need a fucking container When I open it up, I can't fucking contain it I've got ten toes on the pavement so why you fucking complaining? Watch mad at my bracelet, my bracelet mad at my chain Chain mad at my pinky so I can't wear no earrings From Letras Mania