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Don’t Fuck With Me - Mr. Probz
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Don’t Fuck With Me Mr. Probz

Don’t Fuck With Me - Mr. Probz
I woke up feeling like a hundred million Euros
Wet dreams of purple and green
Flashbacks to when I was little
I used to balance on the edge, but always kept myself in the middle
You see not always could I choose, step in the wrong shoes
I'll put my hands on a stack of bibles you gonna lose
Bullet holes, stab wounds and tattoos
That say in only God me trust, first rule
Because I know it's all love when they put you in the ground
They see you climbing up and try to push you back down, in the mean time
Yeah I know that shit crazy
But I take it in and push myself on the daily
Karma's a foul lady in a dress and high heels
And she always comes around to knock my hands off the wheel
So I'm riding shotgun while I'm taking a drive
And hear my own voice talking in the back of my mind

Chorus:

Fuck with me, don't fuck with me
Fuck with me, don't fuck with me
Fuck with me, don't fuck with me
Fuck with me, don't fuck with me

Bridge:
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