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Can I kick it? (yes you can) {*3X*}
Well I'm gone (go on then)
Can I kick it, to all my people who get wicked like Sage does
before this did you know what my real name was
Paul Francis acting like he's on the same d**
Never even felt the authects of a strange buzz
You never ever catch me holding a beer mug
Your talking sh** like as if you was a real thug
if that's true lick a shot BUCK feel the slug
that's what you get for totin guns like you were Elmer Fudd
I'm selling tapes for three bones wanna catch a dub?
this sh** is dope kid it makes you wanna cut the rug
Illuminati's got every part of my body bugged
the micro chip is in your wrist now give it a tug
be nice to females, give a b**h a hug
Triple X styles comin cleaner than your tub
you better tell your girl about it because she's a scrub
A big brow never had a nip in the bud
droppin me her seven digits while i'm in the club
talkin bout I look I need a back rub
son she's a natural disaster like a flash flood
i ain't playin dawg you better go test her blood
until your positive she's negative don't make no love
with or without a glove, you know what i'm speaking of
the cub scouts try and jump into the briney shrubs
behind the bush turn a back push into a shove
what you thinkin tryin bring the underground above?
AOI make you cry like a dove,for that sh**,for that sh**
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