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And when I'm on the microphone you best to wear your sweater
Cause I'm cooler than a polar bear's toenails
"Oh hell, there he go again talking that ♥♥♥♥"
Bend, corners like I was a curve, I struck a nerve
And now you 'bout to see this Southern playa serve
I heard it's not where you're from but where you pay rent
Then I heard it's not what you make but how much you spent
You got me bent like elbows, amongst other things, but I'm not worried
Cause when we step up in the party; like a mouse, you scurry
So go get your ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ shine box and your sack of nickles
It tickles to see you try to be like Mr. Pickles
Daddy Fat Sax, B-I-G B-O-I
It's that same ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ that took them knuckles to your eye
And I try, to warn you not to test but you don't listen
Giving the shout-out to my Uncle Darnell locked up in prison