Who dat N thinkin' that he frontin' on man, man (man, man) / Get the F off my stage, I'm the sandman (sandman) / Get the F off my dick, that ain't right / I make a play Fing up your whole life/I'm so Fn’ sick and tired of the Photoshop / Show me somethin' natural like afro on Richard Pryor/Show me somethin' natural like ass with some stretchmarks / Still will take you down right on your mama's couch in Polo socks, ayy / This shit way too crazy, ayy, you do not amaze me, ayy / I blew cool from AC, ayy, Obama just paged me, ayy / I don't fabricate it, ayy, most of y'all be fakin', ayyI stay modest 'bout it, ayy, she elaborate it, ayy / This that Grey Poupon, that Evian, that TED Talk, ayy / Watch my soul speak, you let the meds talk, ayy / If I kill a N, it won't be the alcohol, ayy / I'm the realest N after all, bitch be humble
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