I Guess

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Lots change I can't give a thing Except for these, middle fingers
Me & P was pouring drink at suda E
Word to G
Where yo bands, trying to come for me?
Hit the road for the pros land in a Comfort suite 
I can't ever lose myself cause I'll be There to comfort me
Had her singing in the rain, ain't no Stopping when when we freak
Used to hate it when I'm waking, had
A nigga feeling bleek,
Big Boi in this mother fucker forces On the feet.

Yeah Heard his ass a bully
He can go & fight these bullets bitch
I go dummy yeah, ice my shit up That's a stupid wrist
I scooped her up at 6, ain't nigga that She ever missed,
Her body heaven sent, her heart Colder than the elements

It's coo ooo
Order koos koos
For my loose screws
Who's dude?
Spitting all this shit like I got loose Toofs
Big boom,
Blow your nigga down he go poof Poof
Regroup
Think I'm mister brown how I Breeze through

Where cameras
Getting lit with shorties in savanna
Left her with a t shirt a nigga had to Brand her
Looking a greaser, this leather ain't No flannels
Tell them people ease up I'm about to Change the channel

Lots change I can't give a thang Except for these, middle fingers
Me & P was pouring drink at suda E
Word to G
Where yo bands, trying to come for Me?
Hit the road for the pros land in a Comfort suite 
I can't ever lose myself cause I'll be There to comfort me
Had her singing in the rain, ain't no Stopping when when we freak
Used to hate it when I'm waking, had
Anigga feeling bleek
Big Boi in this mother fucker forces On the feet

Yeah on some big dog shit now huh?
Got them big bands on you know Huh?
Nigga we got a lot to live up to now Nigga
LONG LIVE BIG G BITCH!

Yeah I told her bring it to me if that Pussy bobbly lashly
I'm active
I keep a 9
Plus I got a blicky that I'm packing
Done came alive
They like damn you used to be so Passive
This man on fire, only thing is that I Ain't acting

I'm Doing the most
Skirting with this gutalmaninan
Bitch
I think I'm coach da ghost
Throw the money round and watch It pile
Before we make a toast,
Hit the charter proper, with the Package of the do si dos
And I have to read a note, it's murder That was all she wrote

Lots change I can't give a thang Except for these, middle fingers
Me & P was pouring drink at suda E
Word to G,
Where yo bands, trying to come for Me?
Hit the road for the pros land in a Comfort suite 
I can't ever lose myself cause I'll be There to comfort me
Had her singing in the rain, ain't no Stopping when when we freak
Used to hate it when I'm waking, had A nigga feeling bleek
Big Boi in this mother fucker forces On the feet

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