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Don't run up on me with that touchy feely I don't play that shit

If you the DJ and I give you a record to play you gotta play that shit

Got something to say about Rodo

Don't bite your tongue let nigga stay that shit

You smile at my face but you talk about me like a dog

Nigga really hate that shit

Haters looking for me they been asking round

They want the palm back it to roll my casket down

I used to really put real money one my head

But I got a credit card I really do it with the plastic now

I'm the king of Houston Texas been had the crown

Tell the mother fellows they can sit their asses down

I know they fake but they ain't gotta stay fake

They can learn to be real I'm teaching classes now

Call me professor Ro I'm a real go get in

No matter what I'm doing i'ma go get the dope

So far from the hood she gon have to find a ride

I'm not a Über bitch I wont go get a hoe

Hoe hope a Girl Scout cooking right in front of my face

ain't even go smoke with my bro

Fuck fuck that nigga he don't even know I know

he was butt naked trying to do coke with my hoe

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