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T Pop Screwed Up Click Representa Wise Guy

mouth, fucking with my feddy spot It's a drout, and I got out the do' Yeah Den Den bitch, 'fore your ass go broke [T-Pop:] Nigga my click above average

up the block and left the scene Got bezeltyne pinky rings, M-O-N-E-Y ain't a thang Boss hog the lane set it up with bang, diamonds against my wood grain

true Gripping through the Southside, leaving hoes mouth wide Po'ing up and showing up, rolling in that buck hide But now you gone, can't call your phone can't

you really don't care Let me, know lil' mama These haters up in the club, they don't want no drama Let me know, lil' mama These haters up in the club,