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Listen, listen, mister, I been, I been ridin', grippin' On my pistol, sippin' liquor, liquor, I ain't got two nickel, nickels I can rub together, weather, weather, stormy weather [?], but if it don't, hey, it's whatever It's whatever, ever, I will never, ever, ever, ever Give up on my mission to take Michael to another level, level Baby mama, I got several, several new hustles, a plethora Cheddar, cheddar, parmesan, mozzarella, mozzarella I been po' as Allan Edgar Never been a beggar, beggar Even when I stood on corners and I served like Roger Federer No compared are better, better Meaning you will never, ever Ever, ever, never, ever, ever get up on my level Any teller, teller tell ya that, that I won't be successful Must be blind and fuckin' deaf, like Helen Keller smokin' Pressure Smokin' pressure, ain't no pressure by no measure whatsoever Box Chevy, Louis sweater, high, fly as eagle feather I like-I like bitches, books and business, witness, can I get a witness? To this thickness shakin' asses my way and them big ol' titties Witness, can I get a witness? Stop askin' for permission Just make the play and make it work and then ask for forgiveness Letras de cancionesI had a white girlfriend and mistress, good fella like I was Henry 'Til I woke up with that trey-eight to my face held by my missus Damn, I miss my nigga Jimmy, I miss my nigga Jimmy In real life, that ain't no bar about no goofy mobster snitchin' My cousin schizophrenic, 'phrenic, so sometimes he get missin', missin' I just pray to God that he okay and God was listenin' Swear to God, God as my witness, even though it ain't your business He called my auntie Linda, told her that Mike was Grammy-winnin' Any teller, teller tell ya that, that I won't be successful Must be blind and fuckin' deaf, like Helen Keller smokin' Pressure Smokin' pressure, ain't no pressure by no measure whatsoever Box Chevy, Louis sweater, high, fly as eagle feather Swear to God, prayer works Swear to God, it heal hurt Swear to God as I sit in my vert Swear to God, I put in my work Swear to God, swear to God Thank you, Lord, thank you, Lord Ah, yup My cousin called [?], ay Boy, I feel like I just hit the lottery, my sister told me that Swear to God From Letras Mania