.I'm off this red-eye shit
Lost thinkers ain't seen shit
My bitch bowlegged and shit
Thick thighs with them hazel eyes
Smell the air, the night is mine
You busters think I'm lyin
I'm fin' to go in this casino now
and lean up on them tables, why?
Compulsive gambler.
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