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Yeah. This what do. Yeah. The way I'm living they hating, they egos. I sing, go and wrap it up like Taquito. Could talk it, never say it Emilio. The egos. That girl always sicking Emilio. But now I'm back like Miho. I hit my sleep, every bitch a--I hop In that Jeep. City or the country. It's the city or the country. Pussy sky, let spoil, so I can and buy The trap boy. These fuck boys on niggas like I'm Cap. Them bags on Fargo on niggas like I'm Cap. I will pull up, nigga, I only need the strap. Niggas fucking playing about this shit, better act. You could to hell, baby, shit is so wack. You gon' break your back, that shit wack. I be counting that, fucking up. Sometimes you gotta keep it to yourself. Oh. There ain't no ways you could hit up myself. And I got exposed on the down Brothers on The ground low. Now you boys praying for it, looking like potatoes. I don't wanna date her, I ain't tryna hate Her. These bitches be hating and I always take Her. Always stay safe, living like psycho. Listen who's talking, yeah, please don't me. I ain't saying nothing, I see it later. You was yeah, I used to be in love, My--And I never had nigga fucking me. I Never had me. I ain't never caught a nigga Slipping. I never...
MiDo — Kaepernick 1.0
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