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wait a minute let me holla at ya girl in a cold broad world spin circle then i twirl Young and gifted nighas really got me twisted auto pilot on so you know its automatic when i pull up no sound here the cricket s in the crowd roll the window s down we blowing all clouds talking loud ran threw yo whole town rodants and tumbleweed s is all the cops found so you no its going down war zone you bitches better watch your mouth i be running out them tunnels in the south i can get hit for a low amount no you bitches herd about them million in bank dk get tf out my lane you a joke to society you aint even got a name and i been rocking with these lames rhat can never see my pretty face just tapes playing while they ducked tape at the end of the movie they'll be decapitated hanging by the lake wish they never played dime in a rut wish they never played the mut