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Ch N I Like Em Black

[Verse 1:] I like my girls black To the point I have to fuck em with the lights on Can't see where I'm putting my python So I got to turn the motherfuking

, nigga Your so ugly with your boys, but I'm still pretty, nigga Lil' Wayne representin' I cut like blades, I bust heads, and break legs I tear up dreads

what ch'all, what ch'all got? What ch'all got to roll 'em up? Pack woods? Garcia Vegas? Straight chocolate Phillies? Nigga straight? Nigga I'll twist it in the Black 'n

afternoon I Fu-k with Money gang S.O.D. goon squad Yea I'm rich but yo as- can still get robbed I got no black card But I got a black Jag Flyin down 285

do the right thing I fuck around and wife her. (oh, yeeeah!) I'm Straight Stuntin from North Memphis to N.Y. (ch'eah!) I'm like the wind, homie! (homie

I cut em wide, I cut em long, I cut em fat (What) I keep em comin back (What!), we keep em coming back I into distrabution, I'm like Atlantic I got

ready to attack 'em. . . I had to fight back and hit 'em, like . . . you know . . . hit 'em and hit 'em and hit 'em, and . . . kick 'em and kick 'em and

I cut em wide, I cut em long, I cut em fat (What) I keep em comin back (What!), we keep em coming back I into distrabution, I'm like Atlantic I got

Your so ugly with your boys, but I'm still pretty, nigga Lil' Wayne representin' I cut like blades, I bust heads, and break legs I tear up dreads, take