You spit that trash up on me I'm dodgin' sticks and stones You fly off at the handle
Ya ain't got it, Well then you want it Yes we got it, Yeah we flaunt it
Y'all know what I'm sayin' Son you know I ain't playin'
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Ya ain't got it, Well then you want it Yes we got it, Yeah we flaunt it
Y'all know what I'm sayin'
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I'm the number one gun son Bullets come down in da millions I'm blowin' up like Bubble Yum All the way from Tokyo to London, yeah
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