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i came to San-Francisco, i didn't know what to do
i went to the street and met a black man - he said: baby, i've got something for you!
we went to a public bathroom and the nigga took out his pipe
he put some white stuff inside it and said: don't worry baby, just try!
don't worry baby, just try...
then he took my stuff and my money and simply ran away
so i was blessed by a crackhead on a sunny day...
he called me: ma baby, my little princess
damn i should hate him, but i love him i guess...
where is my baby?
where has he gone?...