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the grim reaper back from the grave yard xoxos qs and ps kilo halfs and pounds fish scale hoping out she ride me like uh carasel or better yet uh carnival I am at ya cartilage UnidentifiedFlyingObject jumping off the church church preaching to the reverend happy birthday have a wonderful full I don't trust nobody not my lovers my friend if you our their and you've been looking for me if you out their at the cross roads I aint ever looking back because that light always green looking for me you gone find a bunch of motherfuckers looking for me it looks like uh mirage of killers when they coming for you two fingers crossed I keep em up to throw up the deuces I don't make no promises that I can't keep I do what I say I done everything I said I'd do sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do you gotta do what you gotta do ima crown snatcher send goodies atchu lil red riding hood on uh tricycle with uh picnic basket I got Christmas gifts for everybody in my baggage young mula cash money Ole money young money better wear uh latex cuz you don't want that late text that I think im late text you ain't nothing but uh hound dog it's uh attack German Shepard the big bad wolf on the mountain come with us to candy mountain Charlie Universal Studio Charlie bit me ray gun on my hip posion in my blood vessel's posion in my vains pop it lock it drop it bang bang pow pow sweetheart with some sweetarts take em back to yesterday like John Lennon I'm here to talk business uh business man in uh suit n tie with uh luxury outfit
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