Verse 1. It's 4AM, I don't know where to go. Everywhere is closed, I should just go home, yeah. My feet are taking me to your front door. I know I shouldn't though, heaven only knows. Pre-Chorus 1. Th
Well it's the super, the duper, the Landcruisin' trooper. Take action at times, they hang on my rhyme like Mr. Cooper. I'm takin' you to a zone that's much far from wackiness. So please could you
Good evenin'. I must Repeat. and cheat once again. we gonna talk about bitches n Hoz. There is somethin wrong with 'em. especially now. they want niggas to give 'em cronic. and all that * too.
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