OH.. part deuce ( The Sequel )

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NBa fucking me up with these blow outs. Nappy fro's ,just let it grow out /
Derrick Rose handles I show out, enough cake i'm straight
if any candles, they go out. You should've put the hoe out. But
now she getting money. Yall got B's making lemonade. In my days they
made honey. and I know yall really afraid of TiDals pollination.
But I'm Jean Luke PiCard inside the Bogg assimilation.
HBD to Malcom , Me and this nation wish he never left the Nation.
Yo thoughts arrive late because they never left the station.
When I buss , it arrives on time.
I always leave her house before 9. I never put her house before mine..
I serve my shortie before I leave for the party.
I aint down wit OPP but by nature I'm Naughty.
I'm like Treach in Jason Lyrics i'm chasing spirits, I- WILL give
this pretty trinket to JaDa Pinkett.
Only a GHost can Cuban Linx It.
They gave me a styrofoam cup and told me to drink it.
It was filled wit Lean like I am filled wit dreams. Where I stay
, around the way from MLK , on a street filled wit fiends.
But that's in every city. Ask Diddy is Cassie pretty. I see nothing
but ass and titty. thats a lie , theyre little biddies..but they stand out
like little citys. Because of the crime rate,The smallest town could
seem larger. Listen. Bigg had a daughter,so to her, he's more than just
a Martyr. and whenever I drive thru its more than just an order.
When I give my 5 cents to 2 dimes its always more than just a Quarter.
 
( Ohhh Lawd...like Jam Pony from the Flo...If I plant that seed, let it grow )

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