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Sleezy, sleezy Mula! Half a million dollars in coke, 500 Fortune 350, on the stovetop, that bitch is scorchin' Take it out the bowl it's a block, that bitch enormous 80K I bust down my wrist, that shit a Audi This, not a baby .380, nah this a .40 I've been thuggin' in [?], since a little shorty I don't fuck with niggas and bitches because they corny See, oh my God this is why, them bitches horny I'm in the kitchen, baggin' up I need to split open a bag of dust My lil bitch is bad as fuck [?] Pull up the Rari, shoot up the party I'm on the molly I'm fuckin' retarded Pull up the Rari, shoot up the party I'm on the molly I'm fuckin' retarded Sellin' cocaine got me rich as a bitch Aim for the brain [?] [?] Cookin' a brick I be flickin' the wrist Trap cross the street from the school zone, nigga Aus Songtexte Mania