.(Et phone home like Martian)
'Til the sun comes up
Swerving a big body with the gang (gang)
And we keep them blickies we ain't worried 'bout a thing (worried 'bout a thing)
Bad bitch on me wanna know my real name (real name)
Come f*ck with rich niggas, you don't gotta be with lames
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