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'member mossy, 'member the sweet dreams, 'member the cocoa leaves, 'member sega gene-sis, now we live in love like genovese, stash twenty g's ease, crib in belize please, forever cheese, crib all fresh high-tech nigga, art deco, in the villa room, sippin demi sec, ohh?, seperate the classiest from the nastiest, bugs, on some ninety-six ill shit, niggaz used to rock swatches and style 'member?, now they 'bezle on the rolexes chips like december, in havana, the cabana, copa, now fox is flippin more chips than oprah, lizard skin sofa, ice flooded don, like imelda marcos, the donness, i be the peron, pure precon foot action tone, like the brax-ton, fox nigga get your smash on, no one's gonna love you, the way i do, nobody, i can love you better, no one's gonna love you, the way i do, nobody, baby your best bet is me, it was the floss thang, for them niggaz to thug walk thang, and for the chips, reebokses and new york thang, small thang, and to the hottest, goddess, caramel skin-tel, try this, and die the hardest, heartless, it was cool to shoot skully, he's remind me, something like r. kelly, back in the days, maxes and cresses, now it's 6's with chrome rellies, and bbses, undress this, no deal, no skills off this, and from where i was holdin, before this, bad chick before all this, peep the wrist action, fendi sell ices around the bezelle, no sale, suited up in bendel, boogie, oh well, could tell, i floss well, uhh, peep the hustle, steamed shrimps and mussels, lampin, in the hamptons, quarter mile from russell's, if we was all don like demarco, runnin crazy, niggaz, won't be haters, ballin, like briqueze, presedential suites at ramada, in nevada, cheese like ricotta nigga, bet i'm droppin, twenty g's on roulette, playa, what you bet?, the cris have a nigga trippin wet, uhhhh, seven figs on a bet, 84 be 48, five on the plate, high stake, indo, bet they went from pujos to pushin benz-o's, dippin on a van whip with the dipped lorenzo's, the sassiest, mahogany brown, switch from, rockin lottoes to coppin movados, peep the mix like mulatto, feel on, tryin to chill on the ville sit back and get these mill-ions, yeah, now you ballin, please, your stash wasn't swollen till my dough started rollin,
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Artist: brown, foxy