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Alexander Alberto Moreira
Alexander Alberto Moreira
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Ok so now I see you doing very good I was going down your Instagram You living very lavish You eating at fancy restaurants like TGI Fridays You driving very fancy cars like Acuras and all that fun stuff But I just remembered like you really do owe me some money Remember when we was like like in 4th grade - 5th grade We went to the fair and I bought you a corn-dog the corn-dog was like 4 dollars I don't give a shit about a person begging for some cheese Thinking I would pay you now that shit is make believe 30 bitches non religious but they always on they knees You feel before you hear the shot now that's latency That Ana Khayif blow up just know that shit is underway Working until my crappy verses make me over paid Fucking bitches all for business filming it it's all on tape "Chubby gamer, bad rapper" how you think of me When it comes to murder I don't think that I've done enough What I pull out from these genes gon' be sonning ya I roll on the dark won't see where I'm coming from I nutted in her eyes so she sees where I'm coming from Three-some with your bitch her and her Momma Had shawty dripping with the strokes man that's something like Agua These pussies get smoked man that's something like Ganja Subtract you from the family if we got a problem Can't reach my talent that shit not even near close I'm so wavy drive-by on a speed boat Shawty had me speaking in tongues with that deep throat Calling up your peoples will only get them Repoed Always get the freak hoes Always get the cheese gold A bitch with bigger breast The only way I cheat tho I'm a special case that's one in a trillion I will not quit doggin till I made me a billion I'ma keep on fucking bitches till I fucked me a million And create me a mob that breaks down the building You are not special that's one in a ten You should just quit rapping cuz you not getting bread You should hit the library since you want you some head Only audience you'll get when you is dead Got a change of heart all snakes when I come around Friends from the start all gone when I got a crowd Listeners in all parts and they bumping loud .25 to the heart like a quarter pound That Ana on that rugged style They wanting me to tone it down But my Momma know I'm bussin now So now my bass is bumping loud Don't know know if I'm underground Or just another silly clown I walk around with a frown But we don't gotta worry now But you forgot to pay me back so now I'm here to collect my debt now that I see you doing very good and I'm charging you interest You owe me four-thousand dollars So yeah I'ma need my money I'ma go collect my money And yeah I'ma call you back tomorrow cuz I don't know what you're doing I'ma call you back tomorrow and if you don't answer I'm going to your house and getting my money Congratulations
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