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DJ Paul
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f**k that sh*t (DJ Paul) f**k that sh*t, f**k that sh*t f**k that sh*t f**k that sh*t, f**k that sh*t I'm tryna dodge haters, they keep popping up I got 'em coming back, I guess it's not enough Get it in a bag or get it bottled up Tear the club up like Three 6 Mafia I feel like (f**k that sh*t, f**k that sh*t, f**k that f**k that sh*t, f**k that sh*t, f**k that) I feel like (f**k that sh*t, f**k that sh*t, f**k that f**k that sh*t, f**k that sh*t, f**k that) I told 'em (f**k that) I made a couple hundred with my man Really starving, in my stomach, I had cramps Had me feeling like (f**k that) Me and Pooch Loc was gettin' food stamps Since then, I been the nicest out the camp n***as still was sayin' (f**k that) Same old sh*t, like you ain't f**kin' on the stars And you ain't drinking, you gets nothing at the bar Lil' mama, I feel like (f**k that) Smokin' Cookie, sh*t done took me outer space She ready, she put that pu**y in your face My n***a, you better (f**k that) We pull up on 'em n***as when it's lit No time to be wasting, if it's not a hit Honestly, I feel like (f**k that) Bunch of young wild n***as, it's hard to tell 'em sh*t Nobody gave us nothing, had to sell this sh*t
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