| It’s the return of 4eva ho
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| Pimp tight world wide
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| It’s the return of 4eva ho
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| Outer Space Enterprise
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| It’s the return of 4eva ho
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| .Live from the live from the underground
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| It’s the return of 4eva ho
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| I’m talking once upon a time in the south
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| It’s the young K-R I-T
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| Mackin' hoes like niggas with perms and gold teeth
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| Candy paint, Caddie doors, high feel
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| Gator toe fetish with diamonds against the wheel
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| Like a pimp, never slack, never fold
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| Shake 'em up, break 'em, and slam 'em like dominoes
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| On the floor, vamonos, playa made
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| Replenishing these bitches with pimpin' like Gatorade
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| Tailor-made, super tight, Mr. B
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| Lookin' for a diva a to wide receiver a D
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| Touch down, outta sight, let it go
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| Comin' out hard
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| It’s the return of 4eva ho
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| Pimp tight world wide
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| It’s the return of 4eva ho
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| Outer Space Enterprise
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| It’s the return of 4eva ho
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| Li… Live from the live from the underground
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| It’s the return of 4eva ho
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| I’m talking once upon a time in the south
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| Well, it’s Big Sant bitch and I’m a mob type figure
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| Comin' down on you hoes and you pussy ass niggas
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| Forever international, sipping sake with my Asian gal
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| My address is the winner’s circle, you can hate me now
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| Hotter than my leather in the summer with the windows up
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| The word legend never get said 'less you mention us
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| My speech is mink, I want it all plus the kitchen sink
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| The whip white, time right, money green, pussy pink
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| Yeah. | 
| You can Google that. | 
| Think I’m lyin'
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| Baby cho’s on my hoes, hoes polished just to shine
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| Add the blue blockers and gators and even Stevie could see
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| So look at me, motherfucker, look at me
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| It’s the return of 4eva ho
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| Pimp tight world wide
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| It’s the return of 4eva ho
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| Outer Space Enterprise
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| It’s the return of 4eva ho
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| Li… Live from the live from the underground
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| It’s the return of 4eva ho
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| I’m talking once upon a time in the south
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| Man I’m coming out harder than you could ever imagine
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| Paper stackin', breaking mics, livin' the fastest
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| I keep dimes on deck like a bank teller
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| Pimpin' so strong ain’t shit that I can’t tell her
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| You ain’t even on my radar ho, I can’t smell ya
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| Can’t see ya, don’t know ya, partna, so you ain’t special
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| See we alumni, nigga, next level
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| See me on top of the food chain, no pressure
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| Now hold up, hold on, get with it bitch
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| Throw money like hot potatoes, can’t wait to get rid of this
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| Emphasizing my emphasis, don’t sleep on my lyricism
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| Glow like the moon and stars, shine like a billion prisms
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| See the vision clear as day, Randy Savage with my mouthpiece
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| Life coach, quite hard, lost hope, outreach
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| Plenty done it but none can measure to the bass and the treble
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| Of a mother fucking rebel
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| It’s the return of 4eva ho
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| Pimp tight world wide
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| It’s the return of 4eva ho
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| Outer Space Enterprise
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| It’s the return of 4eva ho
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| Li… Live from the live from the underground
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| It’s the return of 4eva ho
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| I’m talking once upon a time in the south
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| Sounds easy, doesn’t it? |