Big Emblem Benz Father
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[Hook]
Big emblem Benz (aye)
Ridin wit no tint (ya)
Bitch hair did (laid)
Blowin in the wind (ya)
Highway to hell (okay)
Nigga born of sin
Can u bring a friend?
Bitch I hate all ya friends
[Verse]
Sack chasing bitches
Always tried to play match maker wit cha
While I sat around and stacked paper
Bitch scrutinizing me "ooh she out your league"
Push her out her seat
And piss on her
Lick it up, it's a diuretic
There's niggas I'd wish would die already
Pull up to your funeral
In the uniform I left the club in
Man purse with a fuckin snub in it
Yo Atlanta I don't get no love in it
I just get racks return and rub it in
Rub her pussy then I buss up in it
Keep the baby got enough to spend
Keep ya bitch we ain't gone fuck again
If she fuck again that's yo luck my friend
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