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chrome on the monster, leather intestines, with a top model, and the contestants, i'm a rottweiler, yes i'm a rock 'n' roller, it's weezy fuckin' baby, yeah straight up out the stroller, chrome on the monster, leather intestines, with a top model, and the contestants, i'm a rottweiler, yes i'm a rock-n-roller, it's weezy fuckin' baby, yeah straight up out the stroller, i'm higher than the solar, system, marley twist 'em, i'm like macaulay culkin, i was rich when i was pissin', on myself, i'm ballin', you niggas haterholics, i'm just the recipe, so you can save the garlic, i'm like a set of keys, i'm bout to get it started, i smoke them beverly, hills, from california, them bitches after me, so i put that paddle on 'em, she rode my dick and said she shoulda put a saddle on him, i watch out for them snakes, listen for that rattle homie, and i ain't got a clique, i got a cattle homie, what up five, kickin' back just bein boo, i'm talking foreign money, like a european dude, yeah i'm heavy man, so you should reconsider, i hit you one time, fuck up yo equilibrium, i got rhythm, yeah, i got soul y'all, i travel all around the world like a postcard, my flow cold, fuck around and get a cold sore, i got this bitch on lock like a closed door, weezy's real, them other niggas folklore, i'm connected, i got more hoods than a coat store, i'm successful, i got more shit than you can hope for, and i got through that water like a boat oar, young, carter the name, baby boy rising like hot water and 'caine, whip it, stretch it, and flip it, re-up, stretch it and flip it, re-up, stretch it and flip it, re-up, stretch it and flip it, re-up, we up in the club, we up in the club, money running like water, bitch get up in the tub, i'm up in the club, she up in the club, he up in the club, now she can't leave so we fuck in the club, am i lucky or what? playboy rabbit, and i like big tongues like skateboard fashion, i got more girls than the playboy mansion, i bet i serve 'em up like my name pete sampras, and a nigga drink like the late fred sandford, and a nigga smoke like there is no cancer, and i know this world is so cold and deceivin', but i keep my head up like my nose is bleedin', yeah, and until that chosen evenin', i'mma be screamin apple and eagle, yeah, that's right, apple and eagle, hollygrove 17, i won't leave you, nope, and this is just the preview, but i'm already workin on the sequel, fuck with me wrong i'll fuck with your home, like a letter to the wife saying your husband is gone, like muslim, i'm calm, but like muslim i'll bomb, and beat the track up like a hundred arms, i'm funky like underarms, the engineer's recording a thunderstorm, my hunger forms, then ring the alarms, the carter 2 was nice but the third times a charm, weezy fuckin'