@t ya front door, for shore, for shore.
The D.C. breeze, the trees, and the leaves.
This the #1 Headband, in other words I'm at peace.
And the A-Town Down, and we be Peacin' Up.
To lay solid (roc)k, to build the foundation.
And our rations is our bank, when we rappin'.
Now we laughing, and we leave it at there.
As I connect-four the follicles of your hair.
And he got the chair, to electrocute.
And thas when the Plug is like "Gemme da loot!"
To be played for a fool? Is your manerisms male?
Too bad this the Fefe, now she doin' her nails.
And to sell out, and now she's confused.
Plus we're not talking about you two, this the same one.
And she got the Heart of a Lion, I call her Cowgirl.
And we knockin' down doors, we be stayin' forreal.
And her hair with the L'oréal, but this ain't Laurie.
Take out the i, and add an n at the end.
Damn, this bitch a 10 out of 10.
Now we a Few Good Men, to keep the score close.
A Penny for ur thoughts, does ur spirit float?
And we gave em' da last shot, we knew he choked.
And we celebrating on the Yahct, this the boat.
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