The year was '86, he was waiting on his bitch in the Mercedes playing Prince "If I Was Your Girlfriend," back in '99 them niggas thought the world would end
Two-triple zero, party over with
(Yeah) The year was '86, he was waiting on his bitch in the Mercedes playing Prince "If I Was Your Girlfriend," back in '99 them niggas thought the world would end Two-triple zero, party over with, we still here, we ain't go nowhere
Home on the ranch
This is hell if you don't stand a snowman's chance
Tramps, ghetto romance
As a young champ, it was said I had thunder in my underpants When I struck the current lift up her hair If you dare, have sex with the half-man, half-electric chair, daddy's debonair Vicarious solitaires from the bears, a while he got scared, thou shall not fear
I'm unlocking what's hidden, I'm trying to get to your inner Sasha Fierce
Who said my love's not for sale?
Y'all some liars, can't believe everything you hear
Time for a turtleneck tag snap Where you turned, ain't no turning back
All the work was wrapped in the turkey bag I'm currently curving casts, it's a learning curve
The curve ain't a test that a nerd could pass
The murder for us was like learning math
Subtract to add Niggas wack
Fuck around and get yourself whacked As for the smoke, we never ducked that, shit was like water off a duck's back Was fucking with that
Might stab my autograph in your daughter thorax In all caps, what would cause you to leave the door cracked?
Before I stabbed shorty I hung my jacket on the NordicTrack Had a glass of water
And now for my curtain call 'cause I'm a performer
The floor that can't be a corset, the candy pantyhose absorb moisture And poured on the Rolex Oyster
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