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It wants to walk around, it wants some walking around money And it wants to buy some shoes, and it wants to-it wants to walk up to the people and say, "Hey, gator don't play no shit. You hear-you feel me? Gator never been about that, I never-never been about playing no shit" (JabariOnTheBeat) God help me I got to stop spending my money on shit like this-don't-don't last The only Christian she know of is her crème colour Christian Dior bag Let go and see me, I bagged his bitch, now my DMs filled up with para- I been on-I been on ten like clock hands I been on go like monopoly man I'm Patrick when I'm not going to bed with the way all these people just rock with me-rock with me I jump in the ocean, the way I'm creating this wave like I'm saying Geronimo man I'm climbing this shit like Burj Khalifa like in the 4th Mission: Impossible-possible I'm done with this waiting my turn so I'm dropping this hot shit like picking up frying pans She told me put it in raw so I hit it Kurt angle with the choke-slam I think my cellphone is haunted by now with the way that I keep on ghosting them She coming over at sunset And I'm dropping her off like postman Me and you not even close man Me and you not even-not even close God help me I got to stop spending my money on shit like this that don't last The only Christian she know of is her crème colour Christian Dior bag Let go and see me, I bagged his bitch, now my DMs filled up with para- I been on-I been on ten like clock hands I been on go like monopoly man
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