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In the burgundy cycle this is fundamental All these bad bitches tryna clog the mental In the burgundy cycle this is fundamental All these bad bitches finna clog the mental Cherry in the mazzi and it's not a rental She want me to pop her cherry, fuck the sentimental This is quintessential, homie straight from the heart Enter the 40th chamber I'm a tear you apart I'm a bring the ruckus, she admire the art She wanna top me off because I’m fly as a dart, aye I could hit the target Labels well aware a real one don’t bargain She begging for the seed shorty planting a garden But I don’t budge I’m the Rock of Gibraltar, aye Lemme fuck on the altar Follow me to hell I bet the fucking is hotter, aye You gotta celibate daughter? She been tryna go down man you better go stop her Young H flow frozen cold Mans native cuz he tote them poles Don't play with your life, not a board game I'm like a zombie, I need more brain Pull up in a "motherfucker what you even call it?" Looking at my wallet man she thinking I'm a profit Letras de cancionesPull up in a big body Mr. Wallace Pretty girls diss now they all gone call us Dimes, but I got them on they two knees Malcolm in the middle while they do E Oooweee Man they wishing they knew me And like the old iPhone bitch i'm 2G Keep it a hundred you know that we run it Real one done it All gone love it Use to be the don rocking Polo and Vuitton Flexing, brown girls call me Amir Khan But it ain't no secret I'm a super star Working hard Take you far Sober boy but i got all the bars Candy rappers y’all belong in mars In the burgundy cycle this is fundamental All these bad bitches tryna clog the mental In the burgundy cycle this is fundamental All these bad bitches tryna clog the mental Young god at this I got the people freaking out up in the parliament You could never really bone, you cartilage Look at what i'm getting at the pharmacist I'm so conflicted Feed the pain when there is no prescription The king is real like Solomon in The final minute When the set is finished Bitch sense the business, man I'm a CEO She tryna see if she could see me grow Tryna see me flow Bitch leave me 'lone Let the 43 go When they beep my phone Never, never could you find me with a bitch who less than ten I think I'm better than the rest of my city They peep the the boy with the fucked up grill Still tell me that a motherfucker pretty In the burgundy cycle this is fundamental All these bad bitches tryna clog the mental In the burgundy cycle this is fundamental All these bad bitches tryna clog the mental From Letras Mania