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Gudda Gudda
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New Born
[Verse 1] Ok, if you ain't getting money who the fuck are you to judge me? Mama think I'm handsome but the flow is so ugly Trust me, cash rules everything around me New Orleans east side, streets is where they find me Real nigga, fake niggaz get the fuck from round me The choppas start to turn your brain into some ground meat I'll be hustling until the day my clock stops I'm pelican fly, looking down from the top I can't stop, won't stop, haters wonder why Whenever land, I tell the man they ain't seein I My feet got the fliest kicks you prolly ever seen And a fresh low T, Levi's as my jeans
[Chorus: x4] Ok, I'm fresher than a new born All black shades on Polo T snapback Fresh pair of J's on
[Verse 2] I'm tryina take Alice to Wonderland And make that ass pop like a rubber band I got the upper hand, I'm going up her skirt Young Hugh Hefner, I'm a fucking flirt Let's get it, talking money then I'm with it No, I'm not the best rapper but I bet I am the realest From New Orleans to Philly, I get bread in every city I get head in every city, my bitches got ass and titties I got dimes that's my work, cause I'm fly like a bird Stickin dip my hands on chickens, I could fly em till you curve When I spit it's like a pistol with a red dot Lyrical homicide, red rum, headshot
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