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Hit the ceilin', but I love the way she do it to me
I'm startin' to feel like I'm the one, not the two or three
This whole garage, brand new foreign, it's annoyin' me
[?] try to [?] it's so cold to me
Muscle through the back door
I'on like the front
I still fuck that cash up, I'on like to stunt
I might blow a bag on her, but she won't find that frame
But maybe Baghdad on 'em, send 'em up in heaven
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