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Your Fuckin' Song (Pac Div)

Best stay out my fucking life, ain't nobody put me on Bitches gotta say I'm right, even if they know I'm wrong Hurry up we gonna be late, girl you take too fucking long You ain't gotta perpetrate you know this your fucking song! Peep, I grab the Fiji water, then proceed to slaughter All you teeny bopper, prima donnas, sweet vaginas, I promise I swear you act just like virgins, you gonna need Madonna The way I'm teaching this sermon, you gonna think Obama It's not a God idea to jump in here and feed piranhas You'll be another statistic, my nigga, freakanomics We ain't no back pack rap group, just geeked on rhyming I don't read the dictionary, I just redefine it Tell your bitch that she could grind it, work it and I'll be behind it Goin' deep into your hymen, 'bout to win another Heisman She says she love to ride it, well hop on it I'm the fucking pilot Yeah, this is her favorite song, Just like this her favorite thong Back then she said no to drugs, now she's like let's hit the bong I'll be like you smoke too much, she'll be like you joke too much Turn your ass around and get your fingers in your toes to touch Yeah, girl, you know what's up Keep her in the cobra clutch Get so deep I'm on them guts Beat it fast, slow it up Nikon, Polaroid I should take a photo boy Cause I be on that ass like that man who ride the polo horse Polo shirt, polo shorts, polo canvas, oh of course Get it on them polo sheets, that's why we call polo sports Yeah, that's my Atlantic girl, she look like a Fanta girl Southern hospitality I'm working on my manners, girl! Big plans, y'all in quick sand, nigga how you're rolling? Every second's history, all about the moment! Sit when you're pissed, we save all that fo' a woman Blackin' out on niggas, well I call that there the omen Own it, Gone to Tacoma by the morning Mouth piece like I'm on the corner fo' the hoein' Out in south beach like I'm going to the hole and Live nigga shit, y'all just goin' through the motions Woken, easy like a young Billy Ocean Focus on my visions seen the options really open Niggas out of jail, no L's will be floating Got an L.A. bitch but her ass really open Posted, toasted, no going through emotions Pulled her at the Coliseum, had to use a trojan Pull up then I gotta serve them all like the dopeman You know how we're rolling, we know what we're holding!