Now how ya'll chickens gon fuck with a roaster
When you walk in the room shit what a loser
Even mtv know I got a sweet sixteen
Murder that inc yea my pen is surpreme
Cash u got bitches on deck bring them all in
We gon party with them all night to the morning
They boring when these dudes rap I be yanning
Keep the drinks coming everybody be pourin
Who do I trust me that's who
Bring the nose drop a track yes that's true
Get it I got it whatever it's for the paper
Hut 1 hut 2 don't fumble it's for the paper
I eat dinner in the morning breakfest at night time
Yea wally cakes I got a tight grind
I'm working everyone went to sleep
Bring the nose wake them up they still asleep
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