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Aye yo I'm sean price I'm six foot one |
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Dark skinned stocky build with a big gun |
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Sick sons are the ones with the lump sums |
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Stick guns get funds make your chick come |
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My chick done said she like the way I toke blunts |
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Drink liquor write scriptures and my gold fronts |
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Plus the way my pants hang make her wonder how |
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My baggy jeans stay up baby I'm well endowed |
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See it's I'll I know you wasn't expectin that |
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Or figure ruck messin with chicks make an executive trap |
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They get better than that she don't care who I bone |
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Long as I treat her right and bring my black a*s home |
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Hey the name is alban baby but call me what you wanna |
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Nowhere near ugly but some call me rockness monstah |
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I'm the heathen you was warned about by your momma |
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Thatll never love you as much as I love my marijuana |
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Hang out from sundown to sun up startin a ton of drama |
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With thugs snake me one time they will harm ya |
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Still you goodie goodie chicks be all attracted to my karma |
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Let's be friends some other time right now I'm tryin to get behind ya |
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She responded she better stop listenin to momma |
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Love my rugged steez and my whole aura was the bomber |
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Asked to see my scar and taxed it |
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Felt my six pack then asked |
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If she could drink it through my straw before I hit that |
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I know I got a good woman on my team |
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I used to have five chickens and I tricked mad cream |
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But the first one I met yo she was actin wack |
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And the second one got dissed cause she was smokin smack |
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But the third was a herb you could tell that she's |
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On some bull cause she flipped when she smelled my w**d |
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But the fourth one heard the pjs looked mean |
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Got with the fifth chick because she cooked and cleaned |
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My question is why do nice chicks love rugged dudes |
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The whole thought puzzles me I'm just glad they do |
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They got they own loot unlike these upside down 3 or 4s |
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Silly rabbit tricks give up all they dough |
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Not I hell nah yo check my track record bravo |
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Don't eat coochie shorty understand I'm too macho |
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Daytime act like saints but they can't fool me |
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G the freak come out of them at night like we whodini |
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The freaks come out at night |
