.[Verse:]
One, two, three, four,
Fizzo came through and I'm blazin out the door>
Hold five to six hoes
Causin frenzies round the globe
And my belly stay froze, cuz my chain hang low
Now I'm gettin paid, every single day
Wit my niggas, my niggas Chris and J
Now it's best.
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