[Verse 1 tabi Bonney] Im a hustler, peddler pusher Salt n pepper, I dont know how to tell her But she look better, yes sir Im leaving Treason, guilty redhandedly filthy, explicit Get it, police pay a visit like never Sketchers, all of them around us Cooked like a flounder Booked, read them off the breaker No look pass placer, dont fake Buckets [Verse 2 tabi Bonney] Flush it, evidence is gone Eatin my custard like whats wrong Accustomed to winning Been denied corner like a loaner Next week Im hanging with Wynona Ryder Get my driving shoes out the dryer They dont belong, like you on a flyer Finished up my custard like whats wrong If you a superstar, they cant deny ya Prove them bamas wrong, if not, they just gonna call you a liar [Verse 3 tabi Bonney] Fishing, she told me that she miss me Could it be that I was up on TV, miss me Herb like Tim Duncan, never Forever I be pumpin like cocaine propeller planes in bad weather Gettin it, me and Lou we high top kickin it Me and London Michael, rightside drive, whippin it Yeah, I know its sickenin barf Creating this type of living is an art
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