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(Rorschack) I said that paper, p-paper, paper, I get it, I get it, get it That labor, l-labor, labor no limit, l-limit, limit That paper, p-paper, paper, I get it, I get it, get it That labor, l-labor, labor no limit, l-limit, limit High speed, bumpin' Digital Dash Speed demon, got my foot on the gas All black, put the tints on that Bruce Wayne, I'm going all black Johnny, I'm getting this cash Got family who still owe me a rack Told me they was gone pay it right back Pimped me, even tho I'm a mack I ain't finished, I'm making it last Speak on it, but don't know the half Multiply my money and add Count the money, I'm doing the math Bitch know I'm the one that she slap When shawty need it hit from the back We listened to yo track for a laugh Long play, we skipping thru that Uh, skipping thru that In the booth, I'm coming correct Study greats, I protect my neck Fuck the world, my penis erect Mother nature relieved my stress King Kong, I beat my chest The hoe mine, but we don't mesh Bringing fuck shit to a rest Weed on me, I'm blowing strong The aroma my new cologne Crushed up nuggets in the cone Smoke the joint, I'm in my zone Big bucks all on these checks Starstruck, she know we next The moves we made, like playing Chess On the board we saying check
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