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Yo, I got a fake I.D. though
Yeah
Yeah, Yeah
Yo, two step wit' me, two step wit' me
One, here comes the two to the three to the four
Everybody drunk out on the dance floor
Baby girl ass jiggle like she want more
Like she a groupie and I ain't even on tour
Maybe cause she heard that I rhyme hardcore
Or maybe cause she heard that I buy out the stores
Bottom of the nineth and a ♥♥♥♥♥ gotta score
If not I gotta move on to the next ♥♥♥♥♥
Here comes the three to the two, to the one
Homeboy trippin' he don't know I got a gun
When it come to pop, we do ♥♥♥♥ for fun
You ain't got one? ♥♥♥♥♥ you better run
Now I'm in the back gettin' head from a hun
While she goin' down I'm braggin' on what I done
She smokin' my blunt sayin' she ain't havin' fun
♥♥♥♥♥ give it back now you don't get none