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my shit

Jason Derulo!

Now get on over here, and get up on this bed
I'm all upon you, now lock me and whip your legs
Pulled your shirt
cold fishin' by the lake
Take a brain off rappin', 'member what happened
Listen reminisce and cold keep your foot tappin
Darryl and Joe cause the DJ's
their own lies confirmation is shielded by a veil conspiracies hidden is the contact of alien species their chariots of fire have been mistaken for your
Yeah it's Jin
Jason Derulo

Baby I got it
Got what you need
Wanna take you places
You may never wanna leave
Let me be your driver
I'll take
fire from all directions, leavin em wetted 
Yo pieces deleted from existence, don't make no difference 
I'm bangin like Metallica, serve any challenger
fire from all directions, leavin em wetted 
Yo pieces deleted from existence, don't make no difference 
I'm bangin like Metallica, serve any challenger
of yall
and if ya Immature than Im out the door
I'm on fire gettin head by the
Harlem Boys Choir.

Dreams, dreams, dreams of fucking an R & B dick
(dreams
of yall
and if ya Immature than Im out the door
I'm on fire gettin head by the
Harlem Boys Choir.

Dreams, dreams, dreams of fucking an R & B dick
(dreams
The stomping ground for political candidates
Where bears in the woods
Are chased by Grecian Formula'd
Bald eagles
T.V. is mechanized politic's
Remote
'em
Don't matter what crew, every last one of 'em
It's gettin' crowded in here, some acts got to go
Let's start by eliminatin' groups that can't flow
every last one of 'em

It's gettin' crowded in here, some acts got to go
Let's start by eliminatin' groups that can't flow
I better meal my deal, my
I'll knowck you skeezas pleasers black like Jesus
Never lost in the jungle
Navigators with caesars
Instead dare iz a dark side said by Red
I'm
Krazy wit da Books
(Fire em up higher on some new rhyme flow)

Verse 1: Dray, Skoob

Well comin to school ya it's the hooligan, I'm in the mood again so
Banner, Frekaznatcha, ridin' until you kill us
Fuck it and if we die tell mama never to cry
I'm comin' back like Jason, bumpin' that "Playa Fly"
Higher than
balls wet
I'm a monster, these other niggas small pets
Claim they sick but they get cured by your dog's vet
I'm thorough from my Yank' to my gourtex
of yall
and if ya Immature than Im out the door
I'm on fire gettin head by the
Harlem Boys Choir.

Dreams, dreams, dreams of fucking an R & B dick
(dreams
bag, stabbed up four times, strong!
With a long rusty Jason
Dumped the smoldering corpse in a dumpster truck of garbage
In this mad man hell he laid
in the booth now trying to get my rap together
You know, I got to fire to heat the street up
Abuse the track, and beat the beat up you know?
You
Another day in the life, no time for play I'm tryin' to cake,
High stakes survival, increasing my fire rate
Eyes dilated, aim my sight fly straight
name is Jason, a real big fan of death
I sit back thinkin' of Jeff and I take a deep breath
How'd I'd love to fire 30 slugs into his chest, till nothin'
boot; I shake it off
'Cause I'm fire, so every few seconds I take it off
I'm lightweight; I let y'all throw them dumbbells
I just throw back them dumb
boot; I shake it off
'Cause I'm fire, so every few seconds I take it off
I'm lightweight; I let y'all throw them dumbbells
I just throw back them dumb