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So don't ever underrate me And with no further wait see How brilliant Bavu Blakes be I'm able to speak, thankfully Pleased when I do, frankly I undid

sweet But as I run in the field I expect a lot of shots at my head And facemaskin' draggin' me 'til I kneel Just because of who I play for From Texas

he had a little booze at the lily pad Across the street so I nodded off to sleep to sweet thoughts And I thought, all was cool, til' I woke Up and heard

to elevate I say later for that and levitate West coast they call it hella great East coast they say I represent Up^south texas resident But below nobody I

bunch of one-night stands By talkin' too much like I was tryin' to be their man I won't make that mistake again, mark my words I speak how I feel, it'

I don't do that, it'll be a sidebar But I wanna tell you how soft you are You so soft that when I stepped into the club I thought I saw a white cat layin