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Fields of kush, a strain - Barbara Bush Lay in the cut like a rook, play it by the book For hard looks, let 'em cook, his frame shook Before he stood his firstborn grew a foot Time moves slow, the mind moves quicker Your bitches'll slide, my rhyme is a scripture Never take shit for granted, spliffs vanish Hit the dancers, Dorothy Dandridge, Irene Cara On a platter, she gagged on the bladder I smeared her mascara and flashed to Nevada Pull out the pump, let it sneeze once Put the ax to your back like tree trunk Niggas had a brief run, the shit was sweet as a Capri Sun Kid Capri, peach fuzz Your bitch lick the pre-cum right off the D-cups My nuts hang like ribs in a meat truck Shots of Henny in a teacup, I'm too clean-cut The shoulder strap come with a machine gun Red dots, headshots, we fled from the cops Whip the fish up in the kitchen with the pots Stop slingin' rock, think out the box Sip the lifegiving drink of the gods Lit cigars in the guard with the squad The gun come with a tripod Diamond heart, the mind is a firearm Letras de cancionesRide 'til the tires is bald The walls that surround your empire fall The five is an iron horse In a whore I see a resource As I recall since back when Dominique was a Hawk The rap magnate, jacket's made of snake The cash at a rapid pace like the way rabbits mate Crack the safe that's an accolade Relax and get face from Christina Applegate Captivate, hold the Mac straight, spray it Legs levitated, your family is devastated From Letras Mania