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Yeah Haha Yeah Yeah, uh You might wanna record this roll, uh Dirty Benz, black Beamer, flee the scene, feed the hyenas I'm a genius, my jeans dipped in Easy Jesus Fine wines, different cheeses, my horse Norwegian I'm a boss in all regions, all four seasons Seasoned, I rock silks like a playboy Suede La-Z-Boy, youse a ladyboy, pay me in boy, baby I play ladies like a ukelele Might catch me in that Rover doing over 80 Twist you like art, my private parts tart My scarf's made of gray white shark Pull bitches like the strings on a harp Spread 'em open like the wings on a hawk Sip the Henn' by the quart You like to talk, I hold a bulldog, I'm bourgeois Bleu mouson like a smooth don I'm not the dude to snooze on My songs is like gold bullion Fold up the money like a futon My gator kicks come with the shoe horn, move on Pardon my socks, Dudley Moore, opp on the rocks Letras de cancionesShould not slide off the chopping block White five cottonmouth, that's how we ride out Light a White Owl YSL belt looking fly as hell Designer belt we could fly and sail where clientele buy and sell Fuck, nigga, come on From Letras Mania