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Styles P Come Clean

[Styles P] Yeah, yeah, Ghost, hah Feel the kid, y'know? Ghost in the Machine nigga, time to come clean nigga Wanna touch the kid bring your infrared

gangsta shit Dirty South nigga we straight gangsta pimps [Big Boi] O-U-T-K-A-S-T,O-N-P,G-O-O-D-I-E, so fresh so clean Back with Stankona, Dungeon Family

CHEAP ASS NIGGAZ! Go and purchase it I ain't do all this work for shit my style's my child I gave birth to it Like an immaculate conception, clean

you'll still be my laptop [Chorus] [Lil Wayne] Kiss her on the thigh make her p-ssy hole cry they say numbers dont lie, lets try 69 kiss her on her lips let her p

whoa You know my style, I be spendin' they cash And I'll show their little dick some celebrity ass And get 'em a brick, I know what style to get them

ya cannot hang [Verse 2: DJ Paul] Fuck haters ain't savin' none ah you hoes in the never P The Prophet the Possee, the BHZ click wid SPV The bustas we rush 'em quick, come one come

hard truth silverback "damn" Still checkin to see just who's set to come along when brothers revive that movement We bringing the balance back, never non-violent tact Guerrillla Funk and P

pone muy dificil Se pone?, Se pone?, Se pone muy dificil Se pone?, Se pone?, Se pone muy dificil Se pone?, Se pone?, Se pone muy dificil Chain gang, gang bang P, P, P, P

911] Uhh, I heard you been lookin for me Diggin me down, giving me nothin but peach Ha please, you know where to find me when you need me Queen P, got