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Hey Reese, I love some cheerleaders Yeah, street minds, yeah, BBI, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, let's go Some bling it out, some scream it out We clean 'em out 'cuz we run things So sing it out, when we come get out Stop, drop, roll, we run things Jump back put your hands in the air, now pull 'em off Brooks ain't got no friends, I cut 'em off Jack in the back it's on, it's off Gun rack in the Cadillac playin' golf Got argyle socks and a CTS Letras de cancionesA calculator watch and 2 big breasts Covered in hoes but it was never an issue I got jokes but I might hit you Try me, cross me, see what happen See you cryin', see me laughin' Lesbians I love you all, almost as much as alcohol But back to kickin' ass don't be lazy My name ain't Prince but let's go crazy I don't feel love unless you bleed I don't want to mosh, I want a stampede Some bling it out, some scream it out We clean 'em out 'cuz we run things So sing it out, when we come get out Stop, drop, roll, we run things Been a long road but I made it here I killed myself but still I'm here It don't matter and I don't care Rehab broke up and I don't care Got a new clique and it's full of soldiers I ride gangster lean drinkin' Folger's Better off than me smokin' boulders My beats got hot and your's got colder AKA Billy Bob Einstein on the street and back online Chromed out hard drives and concubines You see me with her she's probably fine I got a 2-way the size of a laptop A1's and an RV with a drop top Trailer fabulous, mad and scandalous Come on sugar plum you can't handle this Some bling it out, some scream it out We clean 'em out 'cuz we run things So sing it out, when we come get out Stop, drop, roll, we run things Hustle, hustle, hustle Hustle, hustle, hustle Hustle, hustle, hustle Hustle, hustle, hustle Hustle, hustle, hustle Hustle, hustle, hustle Hustle, hustle, hustle Hustle, hustle, hustle Now bring it back Some bling it out, some scream it out We clean 'em out 'cuz we run things So sing it out, when we come get out Stop, drop, roll, we run things Some bling it out, some scream it out We clean 'em out 'cuz we run things So sing it out, when we come get out Stop, drop, roll, we run things Yes, and there can only be...one Yes, and there can only be...one Punk From Letras Mania