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i’ll flier than a pilot, i should have been a doctor
b-tch, i am a pimp, where my f-cking lobster
thirty in this mac, fifty in the chopper,
n-gg-, you ain’t heard, i am a mother f-cker corner boy
b-tch, i am a mother f-cker corner boy
b-tch, i am a mother f-cker corner boy
b-tch, i am a mother f-cker corner boy
(why would i hide it?)
b-tch, i am a mother f-cker corner boy

collar blue denim, 6’s on them skinnies
stacks full of hundreds, bet you won’t find a fifty,
n-gg- i’m a menace, you know how i get it,
she aint f-cking on the first night, i ain’t f-ckin with her
we drink til we p-ssin, throw it up and drink more
she just wanna ride, ’cause all we do is chain smoke,
there must be wide recievers, way they catch a feeling
sh-t tem like a nerd goes away, i’ll be dipping—
candy blue six four, up and down crenshaw,
black maserati, flying down slawson
cherry red beamer, when i be out harlem
f-ck them with the kush, don’t we flow, i’ll be a glorior–

i’ll flier than a pilot, i should have been a doctor
b-tch, i am a pimp, where my f-cking lobster
thirty in this mac, fifty in the chopper,
n-gg-, you ain’t heard, i am a mother f-cker corner boy
b-tch, i am a mother f-cker corner boy
b-tch, i am a mother f-cker corner boy
b-tch, i am a mother f-cker corner boy
b-tch, i am a mother f-cker corner boy

give me, give me time, p-ss a pound down,
full of that mink, looking like a dime
sipping on down-, out the bottle f-ck a gl-ss
these b-tches on molly, i won’t f-ck with that
and i dont smoke purple, used to sip syrup too,
she say i use to, f-ck this when i use to
so also use the rob, so won’t bring up my past,
my catches flashback oh i still got my mask,
see you n-gg- shinning, i might get them
thank that was a game, nah n-gg- its a stick up,
go ahead and kill him with my hand merely money-
all my chains are n-gg- must take it busta

i’ll flier than a pilot, i should have been a doctor
b-tch, i am a pimp where my f-cking lobster
thirty in this mag, fifty in the chopper,
n-gg-, you ain’t heard, i am a mother f-cker corner boy
b-tch, i am a mother f-cker corner boy
b-tch, i am a mother f-cker corner boy
b-tch, i am a mother f-cker corner boy
b-tch, i am a mother f-cker corner boy.



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