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    you couldn't smell that crack comin' out that motherfucking Porsche truck
    I stop traffic with the rims that I'm sittin' on
    Them ain't high beams, bitch my wrist is on
    The same shit that Ludacris is on
    Disturbing the peace if my stash missing stones
    Yeah, count that work like a paycheck
    niggas couldn't play The Game in a tapedeck
    A boss never touch work if it ain't taped yet
    That's how you get fucked, I practice safe sex
    and I take ya boy Curtis bitch with my tongue
    lick lick lick like Shawna and have her sprung
    Show her my Anaconda and have her sprung
    and put it all in her stomach and just uh!
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