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LI used to more [Incomprehensible] than
Pfizer Pharmaceuticals
Paid my way through college, still had residuals
I moved more wait than
Arnold on steroids
Shot more punks, than rocks in asteroids
Caught more heat than
Aruba in August
Never spilled the beans when the cops finally caught us
All my liquid assets are flowin' like a stream
And my fingers are faster than
Yngwie Malmsteen
Everybody round me makin' money
I see everybody round me makin' money
Why can't
I?Everybody round me makin' money
I see everybody now round me makin' money
Lord I can't change
Lord I can't change
Lord I can't change
Lord I can't change
I get my macaroni salad from
Dean and Deluca
And I top my red death with the white
ZambucaStick up kid yeah, without no errors
I'm smashin' twelve hundreds on sucker rhyme sayers
Like Hendrix
I freak you, like
Tito I treat you
Bombin' tha
L, I see you
You freak, coochie
FritoThere's somethin' about her dress
Lord, I can't change
Lord, I can't change
Lord, I can't change
Lord, I can't change
Lord, I can't change
Lord, I can't change
Lord, I can't change
Lord, I can't change
Lord, I can't change
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