.Brooklyn baby!
Oh, in a suburban club, one shot.
Murder, murder, yeah...
... Bullshit...
She's a ballerina dancer Shwaty,
Not a hip-hop artist...
...
I'm still popping this shit, niggaare...
And put my Gucci on like...
Keeps me the... , niggaare like I'm...
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