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[Intro] Ahem Weezy, y'all. Young Money, Cash Money This is Da Drought 3, ladies and gentlemen. And you know me. Listen [Chorus]
My eyes is so wide as it rise in the skillet, I let my bitch bag it, if she steal it, imma kill her, I bulletproof the ride, now I feel like armadillas, And ...
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