Thursday, April 26, 2007

WE FLY HIGH NO LIE YOU KNOW THIS


I hoped out saggy, jeans and my rock glistening (Balling!)
But I spent bout 8 grand
Mami on stage doing the rain dance (I think she like me!)
She let it hit the floor, made it pop (What else?!)
Got my pedal to the floor screaming fuck the cops (Do It
)

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