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Uh, uh, uh, uh Teddy, uh, uh Listen up All you gotta do is call 1-9 hunnit (hunnit) Son I'm stunnin' (stunnin') You just a miscarriage (wha?) Son not coming (With what?) with nothing, bitch I'm sweet nah This nigga's big enough to make a sticked up cheap sound (got dam!) Teddy Propane (pane) lyrical cocaine Custom made outfit (yeah) flyer than four planes (whoo) How could you deny the genius of my work edit (damn) Cause all you crazy ass niggas that need to work at it (yeah) I need to take my medication on the daily basics I got some shit inside of me and I can't wait to say it Cause I'm a lose alot of friends in the process But this the ones that been fucking up all my progress But I digress and you die slow I ain't ate enough rappers I need my five mo But before I style on em let me cover up Cause I don't want no rap stains on my button butt From Letras Mania