Kunci: C# minor
Verse 1
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Sit back in the drop top Azure Bentley
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This chick who'd make Bobby
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Brazilian candy, from Miami
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Masseuse, wedding ring on,
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Hate rap, told me where
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She's a part- time dancer,
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Tries to be a mother when
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Left her husband alone to raise they son
He's in pampers
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33, recovering from plastic surgery
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Went from 34B to 36 double D
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Met her in San Diego at
Sipped it up with Terrell Dav
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MVP, we flicked it up from
I was silked out, flossing with Stoute
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He had the gators when she walked in
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She lit up the room like Las Vegas
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Terrell said her man's a
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A drunk who'd fuck cheerleaders and
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It's easy to get the pussy
Just don't fall in love
Next thing you know I'm hugged up
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With this bitch in the tub palm Springs
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Al Capone's Suite washing her feet
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Is this love? Somebody's
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Hitting it raw, tasting it
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Wilding out of my character
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Taping it, Tyra Banks face
with Faiths lips
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Giving head like she knew me for years
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Pillow talk, she let out tears
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Told me bout her husbands affairs
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Millions she would get if
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She rolled the equality
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Told me 'bout her man's life
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He stays on the golf course
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Evenings he drinks his wines
On his private resort
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You can take him there,
here go the keys
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Chop a nigga up, yo, meet me somewhere
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So we can make more money
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Then you could ever see rapping
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Split the cash and move to Venezuela
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Adapting p- 11's, ACP shells
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Caught him with his spanish maid
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He had a lighter with a can of spray
She tied to the bed,
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sex S&M, sadomasochistic
Sadistic, yoked her from behind
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Blew him out exsistance
His maid cried "No",
Yo
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Twelve point five million,
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In the Lloyd's of London
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Goes to his wife and his children
if shorty gets scared
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Electric chair's all I envision
All she'll probably get
Is psychiatric supervision"
I switched the plan
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The maid flied to Switzerland
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Fake ID, forged his wife name
The same night, headed to Spain,
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Now we're back to where
Verse 2
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Sit back in a drop- top Azure Bentley
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Top down, night air blow her hair
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The face on the moon stare
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Fastlane on the nine- five
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Honey laughs about the cash
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Took a blast out of her coke bag
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Snorted it, started screaming "Yo
We almost crashed!"
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Earlier I took the coke out
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Replaced it with crushed up glass
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Her head nodded down to her chest
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Slowly she fell asleep
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Overwhelmed by greed, put to death
Outro 1
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