11 September 2009

I don't chase boys I chase promotions.

big pimpin' in the house now
bought the land, tore the muhfuckin house down
bought the car, tore the muhfuckin roof off
ride clean, I don't ever take the shoes off
bought the jeep, tore the muhfuckin doors off
pulled out that bitch, ride the shit like a skateboard
navigation on, tryna find my next thrill
feelin' myself, I don't even need an Ex pill
can't chill but my neck will
haters really gon' be mad off my next deal
I dunno why they worried 'bout my pockets
meanwhile had Oprah chillin in the projects
had her out in bed stuy, chillin on the steps
drinkin quarter waters, gotta be the best
MJ at Summer Jam, Obama on the text
yall should be afraid of what I'm gon do next.

on to the next one.

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