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Shawty say she get a lotta paperAnd she get it with her money makerBut she gettin fed upI tell her get ya money keep ya head upWrite a letter call it dear mamaEverytime she home she always hear dramaAnd she know the boy drive her crazyAnd she dont even know how Brenda got a babyDont worry bout nuffin cause the kid got yaLive life B I G call it big poppaIll give ya a warning before I blast the torchThats how Im living cause ima bad boyLame ass rappers must be hypnotizedI lay ya block down then go split the pieCause life after death you betta recognizeIm a classic nigga ready to dieShawty say she gotta lotta paperShe get it with her money makerSaid the booty calls real scaryShe rather make the money fall hail maryPut it in ya mouth no akineleI live a double life nigga Makaveli Got that wet wet drippin like a Pussy FairyLive and die in LA Im feelin Legendary Dont worry bout nuffin cause the kid got yaLive life B I G call it big poppaIll give ya a warning before I blast the torchThats how Im living cause ima bad boyLame ass rappers must be hypnotizedI lay ya block down then go split the pieCause life after death you betta recognizeIm a classic nigga ready to die
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