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    Cause ain't got no type
    But when I met codeine, there was love at first Sprite
    Counting dirty money all night, where the wipes?
    I like my Swisher Sweets, fat as fuck, with cellulite
    My bitch got a wife, got me walking round' feeling like Dolemite
    These niggas talking crazy, but they don't get out of line
    There pockets saying vacant, and my shit saying occupied

    Bad bitch on my team
    Bad bitch on my team, just like Katniss Everdeen
    Got lipstick everywhere
    I got it shaking on this dick-dick-dick-dick-dick-dick-dick like a electric chair, lord
    I got liquor, I got cigarettes
    And these pussy ass niggas just got Pms
    I don't think you should see him, nor live off per diem
    She just took off her clothes, and said you ain't lying
    She pretty like the bride of Frankenstein
    She kill it like she married to the mob
    I can't let one of these hoes lock me down, mama
    She said don't worry son I help you make bond
    Cause these hoes throwing pussy like hand grenades
    Don't let it blow up in yo face now
    Had to buy my dick a barricade
    And a mothafuckin' K9, now
    Diamonds in my teeth, I'm eating carrot cake
    So hard for me to put on a fake smile
    Had to buy my dick a barricade
    And a mothafuckin' K9
    I got cocaine, I got cigarettes
    I don't do neither, except my bitch request
    She like bad boys, I'm her crook in the neck
    Her suicide note say she love me to death
    For her Lewinsky is so critical
    And I didn't mean to get political
    I watch her, let figure slither
    But I don't look into her snake eyes

    I ain't got no type
    But when I met codeine, there was love at first sprite
    I been counting dirty money all night, where the wipes?
    I like my swisher sweet, fat as fuck, with cellulite
    My bitch got a wife, got me walking around feeling like Dolemite
    And these niggas talking crazy, but they don't get out of line
    Their pockets saying vacant, and my shit saying occupied
    But when I met codeine, there was love at first Sprite
    I been counting dirty money through the night, where the wipes?
    I like my swisher sweet, fat as fuck, that's how you like
    My bitch got a wife, got me walking around feeling like Dolemite
    And these niggas talking crazy, and they don't get out of line
    I'm sorry for the wait, til I drop Tha Carter 5

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