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Ridm.

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Listen, baby

I've got news

I've got bad news for you

And we ball like TNT, watch these hoes all pick a side

Bitches flock like TMZ everytime we come outside

Called a Uber SUV, how many gon' fit inside? Yeah

Hide your bitch, hide your wife, yeah

Bagged your bitch in my slide, yeah

Pray the dogs never die, yeah

42 come alive, yeah

Hide your bitch, hide your wife

I'm allergic to cap

I can't hear these niggas rap without an EpiPen

You'll never see me in Giuseppe

I find 'em tacky, look what I'm stepping in

Some shit I designed, but Italians callin' 'em Indy 5000s

Or maybe 500

I kick the door down, if I want it and niggas won't let me in (let me in), uh

My career in a nutshell, these bums never did nothin' but fail

They gon' see I'm the one when the dust settles

They gon' see I'm the one

A-B-C-D-E-F-G, H-I-J-K, mm, M-N-O-P

That's little me in the classroom askin', "What's L?", uh

I never been known to take those

Your girl saw me and her face froze

You better be lucky I'm faithful

Please test me, I ace those

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