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My Buddy (Gimmie That) - Deuce
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My Buddy (Gimmie That) Deuce

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My Buddy (Gimmie That) - Deuce
[Intro]
Give me that fame, give me that money
Got no shame for these dummies
Give me that fame, give me that money
It's my game, don't act funny

[Chorus]
Give me that fame, give me that money
I got no shame for these dummies
Out of my way, you ain't my buddy
You sure as hell ain't gonna get lucky
Give me that fame, give me that money
This my game, don't act funny
Call me insane, that's right, buddy
It's raining now, it's gonna get muddy

[Verse 1]
It's payback for shit you pulled way back
Playback to when I got played, man
I saved that just to keep the pain painless
Now my middle finger's up in the air while I raise that
Shit's changing like a fucking rude awaken
No more playing, no more undertaking
Can you hear the articulation?
Are these words getting through to you inside of your head, maybe?
Fee-fi-fo-fum, dum-diddy-dum
How many dumb motherfuckers wanna get some?
You can't take these from under my thumb
This rap game ain't leaving till I'm outdone
Run, run, you don't want none, punk
Jump, jump when I'm right out front
P-Pop that trunk, what? Here I come, duck
Better check yourself 'fore you come up here, chump
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