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Over here, fireworks on bottles over here
Over here, world class bitches over here
Look over here, we got all the stars over here
Over here, money
niggas that Ebola virus
Huh? You got me chopped like Miley Cyrus
Naw, I'm on your block with Somali pirates
of ya'll I'ma let the dice roll
It's the weekend, I could tell you been freaking
'Cause you popping Miley Cyrus and you twerking with your eyes closed
Go
for breakfast

In the morning, I’m still geekin'
Lickin' Miley Cyrus for breakfast
3 bad bitches from the playboy mansion
I’m PeeWee Longway Hefner
Let's get it on, yeah, y'all can come along
Everybody drinks on me, bought out the bar
Just to feel like I'm a star, now I'm thanking the academy
Let's get it on, yeah, y'all can come along
Everybody drinks on me, buy out the bar
Just to feel like I'm a star, now I'm thanking the academy
Missed
colors step from the melanin
The most high, most try, to get close by
And overthrow I, but choke, with they hopes up high
I circulate the tri-state
On a mission that took them exploring and looking
In orbit all night long

Yodel

Come on now

Beam me to the stars
Beam me up to mars
Beam me up to see
the new Star Wars scene
So I made my own episode 3:16
To answer all the rumors that been shooting through your group
Yes 9th really does make these beats
the new Star Wars scene
So I made my own episode 3:16
To answer all the rumors that been shooting through your group
Yes 9th really does make these beats
chest scar
Empire Strikes Back, check out the Death Star
Bless y'all, wet y'all, do the impossible
Where I'm from, we use dum-dums in the arsenal
you, rubber ball man

Crying over you
I'm waiting for you, baby
I'm sitting all alone
I feel so cold without you
It chills me to the bone
I never
they get no instrumentals now
Next time you spittin' on mine
Bet your bottom dollar you be spittin' over rhymes, what it is?

What it is
What it is
down to, Golddigger
Yo, I am that monumental
The rap superstar with mad credentials
Yo, I rip over instrumentals
To make you squint your eyes like
just fly stand by. I flew all around the world but you can't be a fly dude with out a fly girl. {Ya'll really need to step ya'll female game up. Forget
'Empire Strikes Back', check out the Death Star
Bless y'all, wet y'all, do the impossible
Where I'm from, we use dumb-dums in the arsenal

Highly sparkable,
look, turn they eye away 
Jealous in fact, tryin' to rip the capes off my back 
I move with calm and potential through instrumentals 
Y'all front
with you-Haul, packing up, making moves to new places
(Including the Oasis!)
It's not a mirage, but a barrage of spoken ballet
Everyone is spun by
rip over instrumentals
to make you squint your eyes like orientals
A, high school diploma, mastered the art of music
It's my title, doma
That's spanish
of the morning that passes by through my window
Another child is born, another dies, and still the wind blows
Spin slow, drawn into strong voice of reason
From Sony Records
All a winner Optik Records
Yeah, from the U.S to over Sea's
You lovely Mealbeatz on an Instrumental Classic
Ya'll listen to me?