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a Ziplock bag full of green weed I roll it all up cuz I'm a fiend in need Of some dank smoke all up in my chest Dangerous Crew got the bomb, we don't smoke that stress Cuz we getting funky on album 9 I b2k smoked a few joints bitch now I'm fine Studio's in a cloud b2k Smelling kind of loud Nuthin like pimpin Nigga fuck Bill Clinton Make me the mother fucking president I'll make the White House a hoe house and all the pimps, To just Set up shops like they do in Vegas Legalize pimpin b2k for all the playa's Puttin fine ass bitches in the streets and the hood Every year a nigga trade for a new Fleetwood You know I'm rollin, I can't be faking I come through and all your hoes I'm taking You know I'm rolling, don't do no simpin I'm an Oaktown playa ain't nuthin like pimpin Ain't nuthin like the pimp game you should know Never love a bitch or a hoe You fell in love with her though trying to get in them pants And the next thing ya know your baby momma's a tramp Don't get mad now nigga want to shove the bitch Cuz a year ago, you know, you loved the bitch Now your stomache's upset and your feelings are hurt She gotcha looking like an old banana peel in the dirt Bitch, slipped up
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