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Ay, ay, y'all know we poppin' wheely sh**. Let's see who's really rich.
Yeah I ride the beat, I'm bout to pop a wheely b**h. Really this, I came up with on some silly sh**. Look how good it is that show you who you're dealin' with. Y'all illi I'm iller, I'm from Illinois. Yo Big Shaun why don't you call ya Chi-Town boys. Show me where they at I will destroy you. 'Bout to f** somethin' up I might as well call the lawyer. Good music run this b**h, yes we do. I know you think that damn I wish shay would bless me too. In the bull fight, in the restroom, it's best you go 'head and kiss the Jesus piece, 'cuz I just blessed you. Uh, in holy water Issac gave Shay a slaughter, ever since the day that I opened up that midnight marauder. Now it's gon be ya problem like a brand new installment from the late great Mr. Christopher Wallace. They call us pompous, can I be honest? Honestly modesty wasn't ever in my policy. Apology accepted, you ain't sayin', shoulda said it. As soon as I did it all that bullsh** was dead it. Get it?