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Black thang, fine as Heaven Call the reverend Six inch heels, One up in the seven Look at how she steppin' I gotta speak highly She got a man so she hide me She wanna be Kylie I wanna be irie You got some tree or some shit we could light I don't like bananas but I'm finna go bananas If you let a nigga fuck just know I'm pullin' out my camera I got hoes in Atlanta, don't know nothin' about a panda Prolly should this verse on Outkast "West Savannah" I was 10 years old when I first got a blue bandana I was 14 when I got me a brand new hammer Now I'm on the road they got my logo on a banner Smell like marijuana, mama says I gotta manage I really live the shit I ain't the type to act it You believe all that hype because you hyperactive Friends on the internet niggas typeractive I rock my own clothes and I like that active I gotta get to the grip Like a ant at a picnic get to the chip You niggas puttin' on a show I can get with the shit Nigga puttin' on a show, that Ridiculousness Hold up! Wait Get up, 'fore a real Westside nigga Letras de cancionesWe just dropped the video for Leftside nigga Prayin' all the real live and all the rest die nigga I heard you hit the yard and tried to testify nigga And that's the reason why I had to fall back while I earned cheese Gettin' head in the backseat while I burn weed And she only wanna ride me to My Turn 3 Price Hold up, oh damn Wait that's not babe no She couldn't trust me Thank you God, dodged a bullet And I got lucky Found one that really know wassup And I called her after glowin' up She done had her share Lord know I had mine And we takin' out time but we know it's us My ex down graded like she skipped a class So sad but off that my new one she black and cubain With a grip of ass She sell heart for a grip of cash Me I fell back, take my time with it Did a tour, you probably stood in line I came back to rap and niggas still here lyin' It's the real thing and i'm not even tryin' Break it down for me, 2017 James Brown for me Do that thang with your tongue all around for me Yes girl like that I love it Do it in public and you said "fuck it" Backseat, scratch scratch to my back 'till my back bleed Niggas better Google something better Ask Jeeves 'Fore I run it, real nigga track meat Now Caroline, Caroline You done go to calculator to divide A thousand oppinions just to decide What the fuck to eat and who should drive You never found yourself so it's hard to believe you found someone else And if you did then I'm happy I wish you well but that's just a distraction You sick as hell, you foolish stupid I'm back and I'm focused Fuck a chapter, took the book and closed it Call for backup or you'll get exposed quick I'm just rappin' and snappin' so cold bitch You don't even match up to my old shit Got her high as Mary Poppins Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious Spell it out caps lock and [?] bitch Sorry for cussing My Turn 3 man My Turn 3 man My Turn 3 man, you need it My Turn 3 2017 to infinity we unstoppable my nigga You can't fuck with us and you never will (never) My Turn 3 Thank you, I'm out From Letras Mania