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I see my life through the bottom of bacardi bottles //
Or through the wood on the side of boxed wine HOLLA //
You never met another *Blank* like ya boy *Blank* //
I aint the same white boy that hates on benzino //
I only hate up on the haters that be talkin bout me //
Cuz I got they girls comin and fuckin leavin talkin bout me //
You know I got a rep I bought a gun when I was 16 //
Holla uncle wunk you know you let me cop my first beam //
I been me since the day I was born //
I'll never ever change I stay drinkin while I'm brakein dawn //
I got numbers you can call then yo ass could ask //
My homies seen me drinkin forties at half past //
Past 8 in the motha fuckin mornin MAN! //
While ya girls bitchin bout the pain thats in her ass //
It aint my fault my dick thick don't be hatin on me stan //
The best rappin you did was while yo ass was playin SONY //
Whacka The Rappa Homie yo ass is garbage //
You remind me of the bitch whinin about her porage //
I'll be the bear run up in ya crib an eat ya food //
YA GIRL'S A HOOKER *BLANK* AND I AINT TRYNA SEEM RUDE!! //

Senorubii

Woooo datz was, bomb...love dat..can u help me write some lyric? Reply on message ASAP