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[Verse 1]
Dippin’ in a 'Lac, a nigga on his Mac
Seen a big booty bitch, watch how a nigga mack
Word Play up on the track so these bitches on my dick
Weak niggas can’t touch me so y’all might as well quit
D. Rose on the street, even Stevie can see
Ball so hard muthafuckas can’t find me
Harry Fraud on the beat, Hard Court Hi’s on my feet
Niggas ain’t fucking with me, y’all need to take some seats
Smoking on that green so niggas call me Seth
Yeah I’m from Missouri but I don’t fuck with meth
I’m a shot caller, point blank period
I got that heavy flow, make you think you on your period
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[Verse 2]
Back on the scene, nigga’s swag so mean
Getting twerked on in the club when Word Play is on that lean
Don’t be funny style with the funky-funky child
Watching 8-Mile, ain’t seen my nigga in a while
North County nigga, nah yeen ’bout this life
Beat killer muthafucka, might get 25 to life
Your bitch nasty, your bitch so trife
The life of the wife was ended by the knife
Name sounds Italian, call me Lucky Luciano
My nigga Steez got them keys, but he don’t play piano
Milk Man from Cali, got all the weed I need
Think you can be a shot caller like me? Nigga please
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