.Happily in love, haters please forgive me
I let my wife write the will, I pray my children outlive me
I give my daughter my custom dresses, so she gon' be litty
Vintage pieces by the time she hit the city, yeah-ah
Vintage frames, I see nobody fuckin' wit' him
Pretty thug, out the thir.
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