.(Ooh, Sav killed it) slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
I gotta get me a crib out here in Detroit, for real (you do)
Put that teeny-eeny-beeny little watch away
Somebody pass me a cup, feelin' parched today
Would've thought we was in summer, how my steppas had marched today
T.
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