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But that's to bad you get stuck with all Look at yourself you ain't no You want to find, you won't me I'm home, but I
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But that's too bad, you get stuck with Look at yourself, you ain't no You want to fly, you won't me I'm home, I
But that's too bad, you get stuck with Look at yourself, you ain't no You want to find, you find me I'm home, hurt
You got hair, clothes, the fashion, the cash How the you gonna tell me what you don't know You got hair, clothes, the fashion, the flow How the fuck you gonna tell me you don't know
You got hair, clothes, the fashion, the flow How the fuck you gonna tell me you don't know You got hair, clothes, the fashion, the flow How the you gonna tell me something
Your this close to the, the cash flow How the fuck you tell me what you don't know Your this close to fashion and the cash How the fuck you gonna me what you don't know
Your this to fashion and the cash flow How the you gonna tell me what you don't know Your this close to fashion, the flow How the fuck you gonna tell me something, me something
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But that's too bad, you get with whores Look at yourself, you ain't no You to find, you won't find me I'm home, hurt