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You think you saw-it all, but I got mad clothes up in my closet/
Cuz I got "wads" of cash like someone "jacked off" in my wallet/ I cant stand-fakes who claim to hold heat but then they hands-shake/ While J got more "fat stacks" than a plate of IHOP pan-cakes/ Hold-it-mayne, you cats might think you got skills but ya flow-is-lame/ With a bottle of "Jack", I "sip more JD" than the girls that blow-Jermaine/ I leave ya "Family Tied" up like that sitcom wit Michael J-Fox/ My drug dealin's like "David to Goliath", the way I "slang-rocks"/ To start-a-great rhyme, you need me, so stay apart-from-hate/ Just cuz Im holdin cash and yall stay broke like apartment-gates/ I make ya show-ya-shame-fam, while I own-my-bank-branch/ Cuz I "hold more green" in my hands than Notre-Dame-fans/ You bitches-weak, if I roll up and drive by in a tinted-Jeep/ Then watch ya back kid cuz i stay strapped like infant-seats/ You want-it-with-this? Ill run up and straight shove a gun-in-ya-ribs/ And fuck carrying heat, I got an oven on each one-of-my-hips/ |
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