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Chauffeur-Brewski Remake (prod. by Superstaar Beats)

Step 1: Get money. Step 2: Fuck bitches.
Step 3: Stunt on ya'll hoes. Step 4: Cut any of you snitches.
Ain't no snakes in my circle; cross me and you'll get shaped up
Quoting verses like Samuel L. Jackson and I'll beat you to a pulp (Tarantino!)
You out here telling stories; quit lying, stop with the fiction
This is my territory, my area; there's no fibbing in my jurisdiction
I got hoes everywhere I turn; they're addicted and I'm the prescription
From Los Angeles to New York and all across the Mason Dixon (Line!)
I ask them for a ride and they tell me to go and hop in
Then we might pull over and commit a mortal sin
Now look I'm not saying that I'm gay but let's be honest
Cause if she flawless like Beyonce, best believe she'll be mine; I promise.
I'm from the 803; that's Columbia if you didn't know (SC!)
Where a black politician is almost as rare as a foot of snow
Aha its ok; I got friends and we close like white on rice
And please don't mess with us or you'll need a priest to give you your last rites
We riding round, we doing it big, we doing hood rat shit
But during the day, we're studying and in class; damn right we are legit (Clemson!)
That just goes to show that anybody can be a pimp
Shit I'm studying to be a pharmacist but I still have that tell tale limp
Bitches falling over me like I'm the wall in Berlin
However the motto is WDLTH so play that sad violin
That stands for the fact that we don't love these hoes
I'm sorry but pull this thing over; that's just how the game goes

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