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[...] die for me
Ain't no fucking thing you could offer me
If he hit it, then you know he won the lottery
I'ma keep him if he eat it with no cutlery
Pardon me, I'm too audacious
I want them tickets, I ain't talking citations
Santorini, then I switch up locations
Got no further fucks so don't ask for donations (woh!)
Better get your bag up
Talk shit