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be acting all extra With congratulations that be mad fake like vester If it's a scam they the investor A lot of ??? like professor I make sure my words

such a strong way - let's make it our way Can't stop this thing we started Ya gotta know it's right Can't stop this course we plotted This thing called

a bigger brain and make you rich as them boys Young Koopa the weatherman, he lelay his weatherband With drank in a metal can, wanna stop him get a better

a bigger brain and make you rich as them boys Young Koopa the weatherman, he lelay his weatherband With drank in a metal can, wanna stop him get a better

man, my grandma could write a better rhyme Couldn't even sell and he's a celebrity He should of just stuck to freeloading off Brittney But she's no better

a bigger brain and make you rich as them boys Young Koopa the weatherman, he lelay his weatherband With drank in a metal can, wanna stop him get a better

commander and the chief Bigger and bolder other words I got beef I got a posse at that, mostly, cold chillin Yours make thousands, mines make millions Not at all a gangsta cause I never do crimin I make