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c'mon, fly with black stars bitches in hot cars moving in sequence under thick white clouds rebel with that cause fuck with my guitars I'm fly off the deep end drown in these sweets, man ooh, that's hotter loaded and cocked up chroming your block up to the stage from the lock up all hear my new pop bottles and guns pop one hundred on the drop the sound at the end, it's hot [CHORUS] It's gangster It's so fly baby it's thugged out and everybody looks so high Roll like a rock kid piles of blow did a million dollar nest and Letras de cancionesyou hang at Hef's crib looking so customize shades over high eyes striking up a deal won't shit it's surprised man kisses to Rolling Stone MTV at my home I'm all about my music though my style is all my own back at the hotel they giving it, oh well let's see how this blow smells and wait for the dry spell [CHORUS] c'mon, fly with the black stars bitches in hot cars moving in sequence under thick white clouds rebel with that cause fuck with my guitars I'm fly off the deep end drowning the streets, man ooh, that's hotter loaded and cocked up chroming your block up to the stage from the lock up all hear my new pop coochies (or Coogis?) and guns pop one hundred on the drop the sound at the end, it's hot [ALTERNATE CHORUS] it's fashion it's high end everbodys so fly baby it's thugged out and everybody looks so high From Letras Mania