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This is for the streets babe
It'll blow ya damn mind
Baby, whoa oh oh

You know I'm, you know I'm hot
I'm not disrespected for the name I got
Food a man need to eat
I dedicate this song for the streetz , called in sick
I'm always in the streets wit my chick

You know I'm, you know I'm hot
I'm not disrespected for the name I got
Food a man need to eat
I dedicate this song for the streetz, called in sick
I'm always in the streets wit my chick

This is for the streets babe
It'll blow ya damn mind
Baby, whoa oh oh

This is for the streets babe
It'll blow ya damn mind
Baby, whoa oh oh

This is for the streets babe
It'll blow ya damn mind
Baby, whoa oh oh

This is for the streets babe
It'll blow ya damn mind
Baby, whoa oh oh
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