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We can have sex, chill out, smoke a sack
Try to understand that yo new man wack, he a sad
Make you drip drip down from a bad
She can take dick like she fat
You've been riding 'round on flats
I can tell by the way you write yo raps
Snakes don't come around facts
They trapped to the lies and the racks
If you keep it real, I keep it real back
I keep it real back so she on my back
Drinking that yack, smoking a sack, ooh
I put yo town in the map, gimme some that