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Campfire, I'm a hot Please, no pictures, I'm a tired senses tingle when it's fake niggas Dreads swinging like did to all them shake, nigga, that's true West Coast 'til I If you want respect, look me in my I love my whips a racist and travel lot of places Free my nigga, Hef, the police for President, CLBN resident Dis face when I'm disgraced, the nigga in me Might catch me at a Whole And if you see that red Mercedes, then you who
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Yeah, yeah, campfire, I'm a lil nigga red in my blood like Drew Barrymore, nigga And my fit on ET, yo on EBT So when you try to flex, I'm like, "What's yo score, nigga?" Yeah, and that's to my granny 14, knew the route like Randy Everything dandy, gray sweats the pennies (Nausea, heartburn) effects may vary Yeah, fuck niggas, where the child lock? So many hits, I could have my own NOW! Pen a triple album full of all my No difference from Kidz Bop, book 'em in the
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