FRFR
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(FrFr, FrFr) (That boy J-Dolla go crazy) (FrFr) (Haha troyvixious) FrFr i pop me a pill FrFr this glock gone kill FrFr i pop me a pill FrFr this glock gone kill This flow you cannot steal I take what's mine Fr All this mine Fr I love green and all this steel I don't like fiction only real Who's to tell what's really real I create what i just feel Went from spam to big ole meals Told that bitch "shut up! I don't really care" Pop out with that gang smell all of your fear These bitches wanna f*ck me that's just what i hear And they say i got no money yeah thats funny just to hear I don't know what they want from me no more Get me a bag imma go and get me two more Mix up the za with the lean it got me two slow Roll up all more bread yeah i got me more dough Money, sex, drugs is the motto I be sippin lean i aint never sip moscato Taking all my cash i put that shit into a pile Stretch out all my money that shit longer than a mile (I love) Money, Sex, Drugs, Love (I love) Money, Sex, Drugs, Love (I love) Money, Sex, Drugs, Love (I love) Money, Sex, Drugs, Love FrFr i pop me pill FrFr this glock gone kill FrFr i pop me pill FrFr this glock gone kill
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