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I'm from the Floss where ♥♥♥♥♥♥ tote
They couldn't be Crips, so they turned Folks (bah)
Drivin' through the 'Ville, droppin' the Cho (brr)
I gotta laugh, 'cause these ♥♥♥♥♥♥ jokes (haha)
Dread like, "Who these ♥♥♥♥♥♥?" (Who these ♥♥♥♥♥♥?)
I don't know (I don't know), but I'm on go (woo)
And I'm in that Bugatti, movin' two hunnid (bah)
Givin' bucks, like, "Who shot ya?"
Me and Trey, that's four choppers (woo)
Man down (woo), all you see is helicopters (grr)
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