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Hold up, bitch I'm into pimping hoes & different types of clothes Giving brain is knowledge, that's what I know And all the numbers in between 35 & 34 I can dig it, way down under & below Lemme talk to em, hold up bitch, hold up bitch I'm hard as rock & full on knowledge I'm- (Solid, solid, solid, solid, solid, solid, solid, solid, solid) I'm hard as rock & full on knowledge I'm- (Solid, solid, solid, solid, solid, solid, solid, solid, solid) Can you drive stick baby? Do you run your mouth, how you ride dick baby? I can help you understand to understand me baby Can you feel, can you fan me baby? Do you like sightseeing in the San-dives baby? Flow get wetter than a sand beach baby I'm the man, me baby Look, the way that ass poke out Damn I must say bitch, girl you showed out Get backs blown out is what I say Get tracks thrown out, hmm Damn hoe, that ass don't match yo mouth Pulp fiction curls It was a bitch name Sam, It was a butch name Sam, with Pulp Fiction curls, she look like Samuel L. Jackson Ya know? Sam? Samuel L. Jackon Ya know? Sam? Sam? Pulp Fiction! I'm hard as rock & full on knowledge I'm- (Solid, solid, solid, solid, solid, solid, solid, solid, solid) I'm hard as rock & full on knowledge I'm- (Solid, solid, solid, solid, solid, solid, solid, solid, solid)
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