30s Choppas And 50s Famous Dex

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[Verse 1]
You a lil' lame lil' boy
You should be the last person to be talkin'
I don't care 'bout fame, lil' boy
I send them shooters, yeah, they ain't walkin'
We pull up in Benlteys, lil' boy
Ooh, coupes, I got a bitch
Ooh-ooh, money be comin' and it look blue
I don't care 'bout fame, lil' boy
You should be the last person to be talkin'
You a lil' lame lil' boy
I cannot talk to you
I get the money it's blue
She wanna fuck wit' me
Hop in the Benz, hop in the coupe, let's go somewhere that's not ugly
Huh, my heart broke
I got the money, you sorrow
Wait, huh, you sorry
Please don't say no sorry
I get the money up every day, no, I ain't waitin' on no tomorrow
All these niggas steady retarded
Run up on these niggas, I farted
Choppa on me and spit like, *phew*, that nigga just farted
Huh, yeah, I say, that choppa say, *bewfeighrgewir*

[Interlude]
That shit just fartin', you know what I'm sayin'?
I don't know none 'bout y'all niggas, y'all lame as hell
Dexter, oh man god damn

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