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Sprouts, JJ Jansen, rohan!

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Well g-g-get on with it, what's the point?
Ok, don't be shy, don't be shy
I'm highly caffeinated, sip sip, now agitated
Outta patience, that cold brew's got my tummy aching
Slightly anxious with the thoughts, victim to invasive onslaughts
Heart blockages like fuckin' constipation
You know that somethin's in the way of your destination
And when the day's a cloudy day, need some compensation
Hey Sprouts, now whatchu sayin'
Please show em' the way, we, can't stay complacent
She eat me up on a Saturday
I'm feelin' tight, that's the kiss and say
Yeah by the bell, that's bliss, oh la da da da
Cut the lights, it's much too late
She eat me up on a Saturday
I'm feelin' tight, that's the kiss and say
Yeah by the bell, that's bliss, oh la da da da
Cut the lights, it's much too late
She hit me up on a Saturday (What did he say?)
She was the one that got away (Oh no way way?)
Now in my mind is where she'll stay (That's where she'll stay)
Oh no what is he doin' to JJ (Yo f*ck that)
Now wait a minute, I've been waitin' on myself for a long time
It's all mine, it always was, just step into it
I'm quantum leapin' to new vuses
Can't let my past beat me up, that only leaves contusions
Like f*ck all these illusions
You gotta check your worth, you too available
You gotta check your worth, you too relatable
She wanna eat my shirt, I'm too delectable
Bottomless pit of greed, I'm too insatiatable
Uh, I trust my highest self and energy
F*ck what happens, rippin' dabs and poppin' amphetamines
Lately I doubt my odds, that's so seldomly
New chapter, gas to the flame, I'm talkin' kerosene
She eat me up on a Saturday
I'm feelin' tight, that's the kiss and say
Yeah by the bell, that's bliss, oh la da da da
Cut the lights, it's much too late
She eat me up on a Saturday
I'm feelin' tight, that's the kiss and say
Yeah by the bell, that's bliss, oh la da da da
Cut the lights, it's much too late
Man, I tried to make this beat, and I guess I succeeded!
And on the Saturdays is when we chilling
That's when, I feel like you be really kinda feeling
You could feel my vibe, we could ride, we could, we could, we can
Please tell me what you need, I'm juicy
I had the brick ripped off me, anonymous tip got me
Wrist got broke wristwatches, I always been tardy
Psycho, killin' these lyrics just like I'm Ed Hardy
Geico, claim life insurance just on this dead body
Might go, out and get loaded then hit the spot with the bros
I hip-hop like a toad, my flip-flop got some holes
Get Chris Rocked on the spot if they pick-pocket my flow
You got a cease and desist, I pit-stop and I go
Man, it's ro, fly as pheasant homie
Took a stroll then I hit my line in the present homie
Pearl the roll then I took my time for lessons
Only right I count my blessings
Don't he do rap? I do stu' on weird games and food raps, like boom bap
I take my aim and then I spit with elegance
It's mac and cheese I hone my Kraft then I make me some cheddar bitch
Seldom I'm never clever, big lightbulb, I'm Edison
On my food and games you know my bitch like that venison
She eat me up on a Saturday
I'm feelin' proud, that's the kiss and say
Yeah by the bell, that's bliss, oh la da da da
Cut the lights, it's much too late
She eat me up on a Saturday
I'm feelin' proud, that's the kiss and say
Yeah by the bell, that's bliss, oh la da da da
Cut the lights, it's much too late

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