Curious George

Yo why dese bitches in the game gettin serious for I was just playin wen I said you
Looked like curious george I mean I was in da SL ice on da bez-el I ain't mad at you
Lil mama you a sketel I'm a winna you dat think dat start with a es L rhyme with a cruzer
End with a r-ra yup your a loser I am a super star-a f.a.b.o I do it like tacara (f.a.b.o) cause
Ya sum dylon hoes try to fuck up ma band I fucks with nylon hoes I got da pumps an
Da bumps da pumps in da trunks incase I gotta spaz an blast you mudda cunts (blaaa)
I had 2 laugh at dat 1 bitch get outta line I'm a slap da fat one (ooh) I'm such a maniac
Where wayne at I'm tryna get sum brianiac (ooh) I gets down like wen niggs is shootin
Mami I style wild like wen niggas is lootin hoes is mad cause hoes is loosin dey do alot
Of walkin I do alot of cruzin put da top in da back of da trunk take off ma shoe slap
A bitch with da back of da pump I ain't neva had a problem givin bitches da business
Pop bitches in da eye like a finish ma spinach all ma newyork broads spend chips in
Da village hopped out da yellow cab oops da yellow jaguar girls don't like me guess
It's da swagger don't talk 2 me bout chicks got skills shes alrite but shes not real listen
Big homey I'm dat deal I say I body bitches means dat bitch got killed ridin da base
Line like I'm quil o'neal now how many bitches do it take 2 knock me down you no
Bitches gone hate but I don't giva fuck who you bodied on tape I'm in to movin weight
Mami in an out of state let's get it now how many bitches do it take 2 knock me down you no
Bitches gone hate but I don't giva fuck who you bodied on tape I'm in to movin weight
Mami in an out of state let's get it now

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