Lyrics: Im restless need to be the best make more interest fuck more bitches
Talk less say more, work less make more, Walk less play more and bake more
Sorry if Im fryin your brain To ya chick sorry for all the pain But it was not completely in vain She got taste of a real mayne Took it to the brain all day like a campaign, daamn
Look at all the stars in the skys I bet you never figure out that Im one of those guys And everytime I look down starin right at ya thighs I know that if I come down all a that could be mine
Always max and relax take naps n I always win the race like I got you on contracts you were made to lose I was made to confuze drink boose and be loose with a couple chicks on my lit fuze I seduce and produce more jizz than a horny mothafucka trippin on moon juice I refuse to lose n I cant ever even choose to be last less fast or the bottom of the class
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