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Got my bitch she shot gun A pizza and a cola While she play her position in the mirror watching them rollers And I'm smoking the potent Driving roasted like it's stolen On the road to the riches if you wonder where I'm goin I make a fortune from flowing It's gonna happen I know it Fool I told you so Don't be surprised cause I'm rollin Few styles been stolen Don't think that I haven't noticed But a couple of nuggets ain't much to this fucking grower I can get you some morer This audio dope I got what chu need plus way morer Underneath the floorboards I represent no love Suckas get no love Homie only no others he don't really know us Momma have that rolled up before I roll over Jet life best life Good mornings wild nights It's flashing lights Racing stripes If her head right I got no problem booking her flight Aus Songtexte Mania