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But that's to bad you get stuck all alone Look at yourself you no genius You to find, you won't find me I'm home, but I
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But too bad, you get stuck with whores Look at yourself, you no genius You want to fly, you find me I'm home, I
But that's too bad, you get with whores Look at yourself, you ain't no You want to find, you find me I'm coming home,
You got hair, clothes, the fashion, the cash How the fuck you tell me what you don't know You got hair, clothes, the fashion, the cash How the fuck you gonna me what you don't know
You got hair, clothes, the fashion, the flow How the you gonna tell me what you don't know You got hair, clothes, the fashion, the cash How the fuck you tell me something
Your this close to fashion the, the cash How the fuck you gonna tell me you don't know Your close to fashion and the cash flow How the fuck you gonna me what you don't know
Your this close to and the cash flow How the fuck you gonna tell me what you don't Your this to fashion, the cash flow How the fuck you gonna tell me something, me something
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But that's too bad you get stuck with all Look at yourself you ain't no You want to find, you won't me I'm home, but I
But that's too bad, you get stuck whores Look at yourself, you ain't no You want to find, you find me I'm home, hurt