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It really was all |
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Drama's fault, |
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I been had the mixtape done |
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He's like, yeah, that's cool but |
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I'm 'bout to go to the |
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BahamasBahamas? |
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Nigga, we got work to do |
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We gotta finish killin' the ****in' competition |
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We can start the funeral service |
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First off |
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I wanna send my condolences |
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First off |
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I wanna send my condolences |
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First off |
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I wanna send my condolences |
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Rest in peace to the competition, yeah |
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Rest in peace to the competition |
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What's up, |
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Drama? Y'all know what this is right? |
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Da, da grillz, da, da, da grillz |
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Da, da grillz, da, da, da grillz |
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Da, da grillz, da, da, da grillz |
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Da, da grillz, da, da, da, da, da |
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I am logged on to **** niggas dot com |
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And I am everything these **** niggas, not |
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DramaI am logged on to **** niggas dot com |
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And I am everything these **** niggas, not |
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DramaMust be some confusion, you niggas are not me |
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I am an illusion, really what you cannot see |
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So picture me like a paparazzi, |
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H dot N dot |
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I dot CWe don't play when we roll, no |
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YahtzeeAnd |
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I hate you niggas, no |
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NaziBut this the holocaust, rap genocide, yeah |
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Ike Turner take that bitch slaps in the ride |
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My shorty tellin' me, kill the competition boo |
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And I be tellin' her |
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There Is No |
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Competition 2, nice |
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There Is No |
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Competition 2 |
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It's good to wake up look in the mirror |
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And the only competition's you |
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And even that nigga ain't seein' me |
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My reflection have a hard time bein' me |
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So they tryna do me shit, it's time to dead it |
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I'm what ya don't do even if |
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Simon said it |
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I kill 'em with the shine, yeah, these black diamond's credit |
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And my watch is sick but |
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I have no time for medics |
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Black ice in the |
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Ottomar, this is custom order bra |
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First I call the jeweler up, then |
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I call the coroner |
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My car is foreigner, my bitch is from |
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FloridaI killed the pussy last night so now her man is mournin' her |
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Good mornin', sir, |
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I goodnight, niggas |
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Y'all on death row, |
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I Suge Knight, niggas |
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Time to depart, |
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I book flights, nigga |
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Wassup son? |
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What it look like, nigga? |
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Black dress, black suits, black shades, black boots |
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Black truck, black coupe, guns blow, black flutes |
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Black card, black jewels, black party bag |
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Black Friday, throw it in a body bag |
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Black Barbie, that's what |
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I call my black braud |
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African plug, that's what |
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I call a black chord |
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Get ya sharps, get ya flats, that's the black keys |
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Gettin' slick'll get ya holes in ya black tees |
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Black limos, black town cars, black hearses |
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Black register books signed in black cursive |
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Black tears, white tissues outta black purses |
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That's procedure when |
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I'm sendin' back verses |
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The wake, it's the wake right here |
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Come before the funeral, nigga |
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They call me funeral fab, nigga, a.k.a |
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Young Funeral |
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I'm killing these niggas |
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And I'm the undertaker, |
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DramaWith the body in the bag |
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All these niggas is dead |
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You look around, they're all dead |
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This will be fun, it's tree fam nigga, affiliates, nice |
