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hold up ba-ba-bump-bump Ba-ba-bump-ah, baby ay sweetie Ay look here baby, underdig this, ya underdig Ay look here, you need to get with a boss,
I'm something other than people you feel, I'm deeper for real I'm deeper than skills, my speeches can kill Rest in peace Yeah, you under-dig
I'm something other than people you feel, I'm deeper for real I'm deeper than skills, my speeches can kill Rest in peace Yeah, you under-dig
on 'em man (So many) I call them hoes Southwest hoes mayn Ya underdig because, for the simple fact that (ya underdig it?) These bitches mayn, they make
there's so many L-R-P's Lone Range Pimpin' jumpin' up on this track man you underdig? We spit these L-R-P's and we do this damn thing, real tough like
underdig? (Ya underdig? ) We keepin? percolatin? up in the knahpsmeanyaheard? (Knahpsmeanyaheard?) Pop done popped?d off (Poppin? off) Jump off done
our life, doin' our thing (We livin' our life) Thugged Out Militainment style (Thugged Out Militainment) Ya underdig? (Ya underdig?) We keepin'
other I'm somethin' other Than people you feel I'm deeper for real I'm deeper than skills My speeches can kill, rest in peace Yeah, you underdig Shawty?
a minute, wait; hey hold up Baby, hey sweetie! Hey look here baby Underdig this, ya underdig? Hey look here You need to get with a boss, tell that day old
put your wig man Cause we ain't afraid to die and do a bid man Feel more the Harlem we ballin you underdig man This is real talk and that's what it is
man (rest havin) And the bitch got, a hundred thousand miles on 'em man (So many) I call them hoes Southwest hoes mayn Ya underdig because, for
put your wig man Cause we ain't afraid to die and do a bid man Feel more the Harlem we ballin you underdig man This is real talk and that's what it is
my mother But she ain't underdig Figure me on some other But see my mommy 'ain't a fronter So nowadays she calls me a bad motherfucker And, just when
she ain't underdig, figure me on some other But see, my mommy ain't a fronter So nowadays she call me a bad motherfucker And just when it seemed
to meet all these billion dollar bitches I just met a bitch who never gets jetlag And spent 10 thousand dollars on not her best bag You underdig that
That shit hurt me, you under-dig? Uh It's painful what you see real niggas do when they get the paper When they get the bag You can't never forget
what's happenin', Fab? It's a dope era we livin' in, man Ayy, if you don't understand that, you don't understand nothin' You under-dig what I mean? We
to meet all these billion dollar bitches I just met a bitch who never gets jetlag And spent 10 thousand dollars on not her best bag You underdig that
you up real good You underdig? the pop ya collar network Up under the bosses will be bosses umbrella And i promise you, my mouthpiece is so
bizznottle, til I tr-uh-Trump Tip, hollow, mizzmillimeter thump Feels no sinorrow for a sucka sap chump Ya underdig? Yeah just why'know just tug on your
A young skinny nigga he gorilla I roll with the g's in the unit Underdig the flow when I spit it like fluid Flowin' Know about the boy he gone keep on,
That Rich Gang lifestyle (lifestyle) Marble floors, gold toilets and chandeliers (you underdig?) Big money, nigga Take the jet L.A., hit the bity
bizznottle, til I tr-uh-Trump Tip, hollow, mizzmillimeter thump Feels no sinorrow for a sucka sap chump Ya underdig? Yeah just why'know just tug on your
(Doctor buggin' out like Flick versus Hopper) Do you, underdig like an archaeologist Or I use common sense for you to comprehend I'ma get loose like
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