caught your act [Chorus] Nothing up my sleeve, babe Watch out, watch out Magic's what you need, babe Just like that. You know your slight of hand is messing up my
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I won't ever cry for you And you won't ever shed tears for me There's nothing up my sleeve That you haven't already seen It's not that I don't care at
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me, because my teeth shine In constant danger, keep one in the chamber Cause I could become a victim, of some starving stranger Thinking he can go through my pockets, and come up
like my name was Osama Picture my Cheve riding low, boys watching me like the FEDs They'd rather see me dead, instead of watching me get my bread Some of my
do', pour a pint fuck a fo' No longer sitting low, changed my 4's to twenty three's FUBU on my chest, platinum Roley under my sleeve Riding V fucking
lost all of my blood This is to all my thugs, fuck ya'll niggaz Y'all just come around, cause I got them drugs When all my drugs gone, nigga all my thugs
swear I'm fly, I split up jaws When I spit out rounds, and I really don't give a damn When a nigga pull the trick up outta my sleeve I'm making a deuce