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"Rich Forever"
(feat. John Legend)

"Rich Forever"
(feat. John Legend)



[Rick Ross - Intro]
Regardless of how it goes down
Life goes on. am I right?

[John Legend]
On the way we shed some tears
Every day we sacrifice
So we can be standing here
Oh what a hell of a life
Been winning so many years
And the future is bright
Now it's very clear
That we gon' be rich forever
And ever, and ever oh oh oh
We gon' be rich forever, oh ooooh
We gon' be rich forever and ever, and ever

[Rick Ross]
I remember being blind to it
Til the day I put my mind to it
Pen and pad on the dresser for me to fine tune it
I sat in the corner, made up my mind, do it!
Def Jam on my heels, should I sign to it?
Million dollar advance for me to rhyme fluent
Every day I'm hustlin' on every corner boomin'
Back of the Phantom couldn't fathom I was such a student
Grandfather deal for the Godfather
Lucian Grainge from the ghetto, I follow God's orders
And he told me I was rich forever
Then he showed me I was rich forever
They call me Mr. Roberts when I'm in the bank
Digits like the Dodgers when it comes to franks
Flossin' out in Compton like I got a cape
RoseMo tried to fight it, but barely niggas fade
White sheet, yellow tape, where your dogs at
Count a million cash, can you blog that?
Me and niggas your type, never exchange numbers
Wanna conversate and steal game from us
See the watch, now you want to know the name of it
Never playin' so I went and got the frame flooded
Cartier, Hublot, I could name a dozen
Your shit pushed back cuz it ain't buzzin'
Now these thugs actors all of a sudden
Niggas hustle backwards all of a sudden
Can't talk snow, where the soft at?
Your man got murked, but you squashed that
Hope you know what we call that
I think you know just what we call that

All you pussy boys fall back
Big face Rolly, Rolls Gold cost 40
Platinum twenty one, it's time to go and spoil shorty
You only live once I'm screaming YOLO in the VI
Time flies fast balling with my nigga T.I
Ciroc, no glass, smiling women in my presence
Tall supermodels always fall in my possession
Atlanta housewives taking pictures in my section
But I only got a thing for young bitches with aggression
Show me that affection that a D-Boy craves
Rich forever in my D-Boy ways
Sold dope, blue jeans, new J's
Sold dope by any means all day

[Hook - John Legend]
Been winning so many years
And the future is bright
Now it's very clear
That we gon' be rich forever
And ever, and ever
We gon' be rich forever

[Rick Ross]
100 mil ain't enough
Got 100 women, gotta deal with it, love
Worth 40m's is he still dealing drugs
Cigarettes, speedboats, but he's still with the thugs
Club Liv, Louis shots on a Sunday
Grinding, even be legit one day
Order some more bottles because I'm on one
I know her pussy wet, and she wanna cum
She wanna cum, maybe come over
Stop dealing with them niggas you need one soldier
Keep you as my bitch forever
Cuz you know a nigga rich forever

[Hook]
 
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"Rich Is Gangsta"

"Rich Is Gangsta"


[Verse 1]
I just upped my stock, fuck them cops
If you love hip-hop bust them shots
Your man is priceless, if your man is loyal
Better give that man a raise your end up paying for it
If you cut it, call it Jam Master Jay
No Adidas but I rock a brick a day
Talk about the jewels outta reach
Please, so I came back with a bigger piece
Nigga please, so I came back with a bigger piece
You still smokin' weed on your car chase
I'm pullin' off the car lot screamin' God's grace
Before the crib you gotta clear the guard's gate
Elevators like Frank's on Scarface
New Presidential had that [?]
Like a G, I gave the Cartier to Wale
Then I gave Meek Mill a Range Rover
Told Warner Brothers that the game's over

[Interlude]
For me moving forward from here on I need 50
I ain't talking 50 cent neither, haha

[Verse 2]
I came back a rich nigga
Young mogul, Bo Jackson, I'm a switch hitter
They want me face down on the pavement
Gang members claiming I need to make a payment
It's hard for a young black executive
Can't you see we're all fucking relatives
Relatively easy we can go to war
Fuck it, we can go to war
Chasing me a hundred million, inshallah
Fresh up out the Feds, welcome home Jabar
I watch him pray five times a day
Same one that use [?]
AK's in his heyday
Benz coupe, wood frames, low fade
Got the cubans, got the boats, got the ZOES
Worth much more than gold
So what's your goals? All my shit went gold
I remember smoking mid grade
Till I went and got my shit straight
I'm spittin' like it's a fucking mixtape
Till they seen a ghost with [?]
Sitting in the trap blowing thick smoke
Traffic in my [?]
Feds tore apart the squad
That's why I had to play the part
That wasn't me, that was a job
It gets deeper, that was just a start
Screaming in my sleep, I know Lord hear me
Death to you fuckboys, on my 4th Bentley

[Outro]
Gangsta, rich is gangsta
This is gangsta
Yeah, rich is gangsta
You know where we came from
Look where we at
 
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"Rich Off Cocaine"
(feat. Avery Storm)

"Rich Off Cocaine"
(feat. Avery Storm)



This is mafia music...
And a maybach that is
Had to take it Deeper Than Rap baby...
Bossssss!

[Avery Storm]
Let's fly through the coop
I lose the roof
Ain't nothin but the wind in my hair
I'm not bullet proof, I'm full of proof
That you can make it here
All that livin' fast
It ain't got to last
Now I can slow it down
Because I'm sittin' on top of the world and I'm not comin' down

[Rick Ross]
? got it smellin like it's butterscotch
Every bird boss take it to another notch
Bitch I'm busy baby go and suck anotha cock
Fuck a hater make me throw away another glock
Money in the mansion, yayo in another spot
Guns in the attic, mama help me put 'em up
She'll put'em down, tell you quick to hit'em up
Load a hundred round, bring it back, she'll fill it up
Like the time when the niggas pay this counterfit
He count chips but that trick mayor got'em flip
We ain't playin man slang for them dollar bills
Quarter million for the chain help the collar chill

[Avery Storm]
Miami nights,
I'm livin the life
Cause I'm rich off cocaine
Cause I'm rich off cocaine
Let's fly through the coop
I lose the roof
Ain't nothin but the wind in my hair
I'm not bullet proof, I'm full of proof
That you can make it here
All that livin' fast
It ain't got to last
Now I can slow it down
Because I'm sittin' on top of the world and I'm not comin' down

[Rick Ross]
How you seen a kilo started at an eight ball
First 48 to homicide ain't soft
Comin from your hoes, fucking for your paint job
Catch you casin daddy let you know you king kong
Cop a 20 keys gotta be finna keep
I got a tenesse to send 'em up to Tenesee
Black Infinity the kind to ride on Venice Beach
I watch you slow Apollo while I'm chillin sippin tea
Lemons and honey, millions of money
Gucci, Louis Vitton, specifically homey
My woman imported, I'm neva extorted
I'm very important, 20 grand for the morgage

[Avery Storm]
Miami nights,
I'm livin the life
Cause I'm rich off cocaine
Cause I'm rich off cocaine
Let's fly through the coop
I lose the roof
Ain't nothin but the wind in my hair
I'm not bullet proof, I'm full of proof
That you can make it here
All that livin' fast
It ain't got to last
Now I can slow it down
Because I'm sittin' on top of the world and I'm not comin' down

[Rick Ross]
Baby mamas I hate 'em
They Just want you to pay them
I'm in love wit my babies
Maybe makin em famous
Don't be raisin your voice
That's another retainer
Know you missing a nigga
Know you missin that anal
Know you missin that Prada
How we did in regada
She was callin me daddy
Daddy drippin in dollars
Daddy did it in Vegas
Yeah I gotta connect
I get em ten a piece as soon as I keep it correct
Vacation to Haiti
It nearly broke my heart
Seein kids starve
I thought about my ?
Sellin dope ain't right
I put it in my life
Chickens put me in position to donate the rice

[Avery Storm]
Miami nights,
I'm livin the life
Cause I'm rich off cocaine
Cause I'm rich off cocaine
Let's fly through the coop
I lose the roof
Ain't nothin but the wind in my hair
I'm not bullet proof, I'm full of proof
That you can make it here
All that livin' fast
It ain't got to last
Now I can slow it down
Because I'm sittin' on top of the world and I'm not comin' down
 
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"Ridin' Thru The Ghetto"
(feat. Triple C's & J Rock)

"Ridin' Thru The Ghetto"
(feat. Triple C's & J Rock)



[Intro]
I'm a boss

[Chorus]
I'm ridin through the ghetto and I'm worth a million dollars [2X]
I'm worth a million dollars
I been worth a million dollars [3X]
I'm ridin through the ghetto and I'm worth a million dollars [2X]
I'm makin women holla (holla) [2X]
Makin women holla (holla)

[Rick Ross]
I just left my momma house and it made me feel good
I just paid my momma bills, you would if you could
You see I'm from the ghetto where you gotta go to prison
Cause niggaz in the ghetto always end up in the system
But I'm ridin through the ghetto and I'm worth a million dollars (dollars)
I'm ridin through the ghetto and I'm worth a million dollars (dollars)
Convertible Impala, wouldn't drive what I'm ownin
Plus I'm ballin like them brothers smokin on that California
Hit the freeway! I'm the new nigga not my brother nigga
Got our lives in it stalkin the whip[?] one of the toughest
Gotta handle my business, I came up with a plan
and my mind active, I'm in a lime green Lamb'
Yeah them hoes wanna ride with us
I love to drive on them two wheels, yo they love us
Got 'bout 20 stacks up in my jeans
Hit the interstate, we gettin sucked in between, you see

[Chorus]

[Rick Ross]
You gotta understand the feeling baby
It's like comin to the crap game, clearin 'em out
Nigga done came up, feel me?
Now I'm a billionaire, big boss
Let's say I'm comin down on some shit that I
I paid four hundred thousand for
I paid that with a smile!
I'm comin down, mines be all I drive
It's all the way live
Boss about, boss, and I love to floss
It ain't even that deep
You gotta follow close
When I saw that PF Changs we can do some thangs
I'm a real nigga though
Ha! We the Best, so fresh
I'm higher than a muh'fucka man
And I'm TRILLA! Trilla... Trilla...
 
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"Ring Ring"
(feat. Future)

"Ring Ring"
(feat. Future)



[Intro:]
Aye, I'm 'bout to leave the studio bout 2: 30 baby
You can just hit me back then, you know what I'm sayin'?
I'm a pick up for you

[Hook: Future]
Lemme be the one you call when it's time to be a freak
Lemme be the one you call when you're tryna hit the sheets
Lemme be the one you call when you're ready to hit the spot
Lemme be the one you call when you tryna turn it up a notch
I'm a let my phone ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring
Ring, ring, ring, ring, ring
I'm a let my phone ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring
Ring, ring, ring, ring, ring

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Diamonds are forever, she my b! tch forever
Had my back forever, I was in that trap forever
All the lonely nights, I was chasin' cheddar
Now I got her movin' white, now it's like whatever
Put down that bus pass she got her some Porsche keys
Got her a Birkin bag, earrings for 40 G's
Sex keep on getting better, cause she keep getting wetter
Got her that sexy condo, nothing can separate us
When I'm in Chi-Town, I'm just a call away
Or on the West Coast, lost like I'm Marvin Gaye
I put up the Phantom, time to chill in Atlanta
She say I'm her future before she peel off them panties

[Hook: Future]
Lemme be the one you call when it's time to be a freak
Lemme be the one you call when you're tryna hit the sheets
Lemme be the one you call when you're ready to hit the spot
Lemme be the one you call when you tryna turn it up a notch
I'm a let my phone ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring
Ring, ring, ring, ring, ring
I'm a let my phone ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring
Ring, ring, ring, ring, ring

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
Diamonds are forever, she my b! tch forever
Crib big as Turner Field so you know we rich forever
Diamonds in a bezel, smokin' on this leather
No my grind couldn't be better, and she thick as ever
I got killers in Decatur, as well as Dade County
She in cribs with elevators, as well as water fountains
How we move can't be debated, the hustle well rounded
Talking square feet, master suite, 12, 000

[Hook: Future]
Lemme be the one you call when it's time to be a freak
Lemme be the one you call when you're tryna hit the sheets
Lemme be the one you call when you're ready to hit the spot
Lemme be the one you call when you tryna turn it up a notch
I'm a let my phone ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring
Ring, ring, ring, ring, ring
I'm a let my phone ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring
Ring, ring, ring, ring, ring
 
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"Rosenberg Skit"

"Rosenberg Skit"



What a beautiful day has been at Bethshalom, Miami
I'm rabbi Peter Rosenberg and I wanna congratulate our bar mitzvah Ricky Rosay
I've never seen a service so lavish
I've never seen such a spread like the lunching provided by wing stop
So delicious and we thank you
Never have I seen such beautiful titties hanging out at a bar mitzvah service before
But it's appropriate because today, Ricky, you are a man
And you will enjoy the fruits that come with being a man
And that's why tonight we will all be out together with the MMG family and all of Rick's friends at the beautiful King of Diamonds gentlemen's club to celebrate, to have a nosh and to enjoy each other's company
Ricky now that you are bar mitzvah, what would you like to say to the community?
 
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"Sanctified"
(feat. Kanye West & Big Sean)

"Sanctified"
(feat. Kanye West & Big Sean)



[Intro: Betty Wright]
There's a field with angels movin' around me
I just worship thee, for all he's done for me
It's a new day, I have been born again
I've been born again, I've been born again
In His spirit, and His name, I'm sanctified!
Lord I testify, he's right by my side
I believe it be, His word is so clear to me
Yeah, yeah

[Hook: Big Sean]
All I want's 100 million dollars and a bad bitch
Plus that paper chasin', it done turn me to a savage
Groupies in the lobby, they just tryna get established
God, I've been guilty, fornicatin' from my status

[Hook: Kanye West]
All I wanted was 100 million dollars and a bad bitch
Plus that paper chasin', it had turned me to a savage
Groupies in the lobby they just tryna get established
God, I've been guilty, fornicatin' from my status

[Verse 1: Kanye West]
Niggas be lovin' the old Ye, they sayin' the new Ye, that nigga be spazzin'
But when Ali turn up and be Ali, you can't ever change that nigga back to Cassius
So you can gon' and make up lies, but I'm so sanctified
I don't sweat it, wipe my forehead with a handkerchief
And wash my sins in the blood of Jesus (Ross grunt)
People sayin', "Ye we need another Yeezus" (Ross grunt)
Lames try to tell me, "Cut the wildin' out, out"
But who the fuck is you reachin'?
Pass me 30 bottles, champagne procession
That's that Holy water, sanctified refreshments
God sent me a message, said I'm too aggressive
Really!? Me!? Too aggressive!?

[Bridge: Betty Wright]
I can feel his blessings wash away my sins
I'm sanctified and, I have been born again
Now I proclaim, hallowed be thy name
Ohhh

[Hook: Big Sean]

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
Keys to my success, I get new keys and new address
Bitches that I date don't get degrees but they can dress
Fellatio's amazin', make grilled cheese for you, the best
Major cult figure, I'm the fresh David Koresh
Soldiers all in gators, new Mercedes for cadets
Balmain uniform, you know Donda designed the vest
Double M, that be the Army, better yet, the Navy
Baby seen me in that Wraith, wanna have my baby
All I wanted was a hundred million dollars and a bad bitch
Now I want two hundred and ménage in my palace
Walkin' out the jeweler with no mothafuckin' balance
Somewhere in Jamaica I'm still holdin' on my chalice
Rims on my Ferrari, my bitch said that I was childish
'Til I fuck a girl, that girl tweeted that I was stylish
When we fucked again, she told me "That was just some foul shit"
I walk into the room, you can even hear all the silence

[Bridge: Betty Wright]
 
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"She Crazy"
(feat. Aaliyah & Ne-Yo)

"She Crazy"
(feat. Aaliyah & Ne-Yo)



[Aaliyah:]
Yeahhh Mhmm Mhmm

[Rick Ross (Talking)]
You know sometime in life shit get so crazy,
I wanna smoke one for my nigga peanut,
That's my brother forever nigga I love you nigga,
Your son mine nigga, let me check this bitch right quick though

[Verse 1:]
Been through alot 9.0 times it gets cold, doing bad had you take dope off the road, had a situation where she kept it g as fuck, sometimes realer then the niggas that I trust, runing in banks, walking out stores anything that I needed signature she would forge, fucked up her credit overdue rental cars it was all 50/50 in this lil thing of ours, girl used to lace me shoplifting at macy I just loved that fact that she really did embrace me, then she started dancing really didn't phase me, started popping pills that's when shit got crazy money come and go but the trill will remain when this rap shit pop I told her that I never change, have been stacking change and I gotcha a lil' cut when we meet again girl we can live it up

[Ne-Yo - Chorus x2:]
(ooooh) and no matter the time or the place in the matter the crime,
Its just me and my, (ooooh) just me and my,
Do it all through whatever we stay together (ooooh).

[Verse 2:]
Smokin' weed looking at your picture on the wall, I remember hittin' licks then we both hit the mall talkin' new kicks, cologne, down to the drawers, raised like brothers but this dope game flaw, things that I saw really made me wanna change, this a shame what 5 dollars do to niggas veins, after graduation bestfriends parted ways, fuck house parties now its time to get paid we were movin' white while my niggas touchin' the h, we were still broke but money was on the way shit were goin' great til' my nigga called the case, dna master homicide back in '98 fucked up plans incarcerated my man, took his lexus jeep diamond rings of his hand, damn, but you can't take a real nigga legacy legends live forever, so my letter reads

[Ne-Yo - Chorus x2:]
(ooooh) and no matter the time or the place in the matter the crime,
Its just me and my, (ooooh) just me and my,
Do it all through whatever we stay together (ooooh).
 
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"Shots Fired"

"Shots Fired"



Slow down

I just heard a bunch of gunshots go off my... sibling just left on her bike to go
Oh my God, they're turning around and coming back

Okay

I'm hanging up, I'm hiding, bye

Okay, m'am, how many shots did you hear?

I don't know, I don't know, but they're coming back. I'm hiding

"We're being told by people here on the scenes, specifically the manager that a famous rapper was riding in that car when someone opened fire shooting at that car, that car crashing into that building. Police cleaning up the shell-casing markings that were here just a few moments ago. This is still under investigation"

"There was a rapidfire 9 or 10, 9 or 10 shots. You know, rapidfire with rapid succession and odd enough it wasn't a handgun, it was some kind of a rifle."

"Police have leads, but no strong description of the shooter or the shooters who appeard to have targetted South Florida based rapper Rick Ross as he drove down the street"
 
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"Sixteen"
(feat. André 3000)

"Sixteen"
(feat. André 3000)



[Intro: Rick Ross]
(When 16 ain't enough...)
It's funny because, it's been on my mind lately
Having a dope beat, a dope idea...
16 bars ain't enough!
How the fuck can I squeeze my whole life into a 16 bar verse?
You know, so many different levels, to living your life
Depicting with your wordplay, exactly what life means to you
16 ain't enough
I know y'all gonna feel me on this one
You gotta feel me on this one

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
It's funny how things change, funny how time fly
More than my feet travel, the more that I feel fly
More that I make now, the more that the chicks smile
She call me a local nigga, I opened a Swiss account
Eisenhower status, Etta James on the dash
Smooth as John Coltrane cruising in the Cadillac
Seville - feel my life on the real
We the Last Poets so this is a world premiere
Rolling like Mick Jagger, the women just getting badder
All I see is the money, cream, Eric Clapton
And all I wanted was one, 16 ain't enough
Talking that fast money 15 every month
When your people labelled poor, that motivated me more
Everything I ever wore was once worn before
Roll with the punches now it's box office numbers
Dressed like Sammy Davis, steamin' my marijuana
Double MGs, double M fees
We in every hood, nigga: government cheese
Yachts and Yacht Masters, Old Dirty Bastard
Floor seat for the Heat paper that I'm stackin'
Better put away a penny for the rainy days
Pick and roll, give and go, fuck a fade away
Livin' like Scottie Pippen, dribble riddles for vittles
Started off with a scribble, now I'm flowing a river
She say my heart cold, I'm naming my son December
Whitney died night before the Grammys - damn, what a memory
Trump Tower and I started with a 10 speed
Born broke had to use a nigga's instincts
Now I get a hundred racks for the 16
Waking up to turkey bacon and my thick queen
Niggas hating, I'm just watchin' on the big screen
3 stacks on the beat and the kicks mean

[Interlude: Andre 3000]
(When 16 ain't enough...)
You know how sometimes you got so much to say but
They on-, they only give you 16, heh...
Man it's like... I mean I got so much to say
The world has said like so much to me, I just wanna give it right back to em
But, I only get 16, that's like a cage you know
I really can't say what I wanna say, you know it's just a glimpse
That's all, just one uh, one little single glimpse
Just a page
But I guess I'm defeating the purpose of doing all this talking

[Verse 2: Andre 3000]
Summer '88, or was it '89
Or was it wintertime, ah, never mind
I'm in my room, boomin'
Drawin' LL Cool J album covers with crayolas on construction paper
I'm trying to fuck my neighbor, I'm tryna hook my waves up
I'm tryna pull my grades up, to get them saddle lace ups
Before Le Marc was Jacob, before them girls wore makeup
Before my voice would break up, before we'd tour them shake clubs
Before my mama wake up, before my palms would cake up
Before they tell me they love me and we'll never breakup
Before the time she makes love, to someone that I thought was, my homeboy
But boy, was I wrong, now
I don't budge, don't want much, just a roof and porch
And a Porsche, and a horse and unfor-tunately
But of course an assort-ment of tor-ches that scor-ches the skin, when they enter
Intru-ders, whose tutors did a lousy job
How's he god if he lets Lucifer let loose on us
That noose on us won't loosen up but loose enough to juice us up
Make us think we do so much and do it big
Like they don't let us win, I can't pretend
But I do admit it, it feel good when the hood pseudo-celebrate
Hence why every time we dine we eat until our belly aches
Then go grab the finest wine and drink it like we know which grape and which region it came from
As if we can name em, hint hint, it ain't um Welch's
Hell just fill three thousand more degrees cooler
Y'all can't measure my worth
But when you try, you'll need a ruler made by all the Greek gods
Because the odds have always been stacked against me when back's against the wall
I feel right at home, y'all sitting right at home
All Kelly green with envy while I'm jelly beans descending
Into the palm of a child, looks up at mama and smiles
With such a devilish grin, like "where the hell have you been"
She yelling that selling's a sin, well so is telling young men
That selling is a sin, if you don't offer new ways to win
A dolphin gon' shake his fin, regardless if he gets in
Or out of water, most important thing for him is to swim
And Flipper didn't hold his nose, so why shall I hold my tongue?
(I miss the days of old, when one could hold his girl on his arm)
And not set off these alarms, when cameras snap snap snap snap
Return fire, pa-pa-pa, pa, pa-pa, pa, pa, pa
They'll learn why, near privacy, so essential
They won't make no laws, I break their laws till they see out our window
I take the fall to make them all treat human kind more gentle
Forsake them all, I hate them all, don't like em don't pretend to
Yea something tells me, we ain't in Kansas anymore
All that shit that used to be cool ain't cool anymore
All the women you been pursuing, now they want more
And they deserve it all, don't settle for what ain't yours

[Outro]
(When 16 ain't enough...)
Does your mama know you see me, does she know you're freaky?
Does she ever wonder if it's 'bout ya I am speaking?
Do you ever ponder where I'm at when you get sleepy?
How the hell I'm gonna tell the youth don't be me?
Yea

Does your daddy think you perfect, does he know for certain?
Does he know how you act when you pull back all them curtains?
Do he think I'm 2Pac cause I'm black and put the works in?
Does he know his daughter might have caught a real merman?
Yea
 
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