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got it figured out, you feel me? That's why like, everything is figure out-able And once you figure it out nigga, come fuck with us you feel me? Cause
pop shit Just know that y'll gotta see us We not gunna tweet you niggas or nothin' You have to see us you see what I'm saying? I mean that's a nigga jaw
dude Lose your life tryin' to get these jewels I keep the 40 cal wrapped in chrome like R2-D2 [Chorus]
to slug ya Catch a nigga doing all kinds of nasty things ohh what I feel is mayhem brings You see us on the block we doing are thuggin, the gottie Got
had a dream homie and it opened my eyes ain’t nobody coming for me They don’t care about rhymes 2 billion christians how are we not mainstream
that pussy pop like corn Sweet from New Jersey you've seen it in porn And you crave me every morning like I'm pork roll If you say Taylor Ham you are
And I see impossible in you And I know the chances of us are barely recognizable But baby you're not ungettable
my ass smile R. Kelly got beat up in jail, good for that pedophile I'ma miss Donald Trump, can't front, he was funny Obama gave us trap phones,
bout to get gutter hit the road like we truckers They try ta duck us cause they know we coming and I'm seethin Before I lost the Colt killed
Fanny’s Fury music: Crazy Feeling V1 Fanny Hello, Ladies of Ward Ten… (sfx, cheering) V2 Fanny Are we ready to show the men? (sfx cheering)
are my best years of life behind us still ahead of me? What would I leave behind if I was over everything? The foundation for creation of a better me
are greatly exaggerated Exacerbated by the fact that my syntax is highly complicated, cause I immigrated from This singly-bred little place in
So, come boy, choose life or death The only man I hold wake for Is the sky-blue Bally kid, in eighty-three, rocked Taylor's My Memorex performed
And if I was James Dean, you could be my Audrey Breakfast at Tiffany's for two So throw me away 'Cause if I were a boomerang I'd turn around and come
we are fragile and would be damaged by An encounter with the thing we dread The active variety is something most Of us have experienced at Some point
two, we never make it three We just kick it with that Taylor Port and Greenery You know when they see you, you know they seeing me We represent it
She want to introduce her parents to a nigga, shit I just came from Milan, I had a threesome with two white bitches Almost had a four but the black
ourselves And look down upon us with forgiveness for the sins we will commit in the future I know you understand we are not perfect But we try Lord We try
and uh Oh, no, we won't stop Till no more black homies Are killed by cops, and uh Hell naw, we won't rest Till we get everything off our chest No sleep
Melissa was a cheerleader, half Jewish, but she never went to Temple Cute face, button nose, two nice dimples, a cheerleader, so all her friends were
I got the chuck taylor high tops Waiting for a golf drop Been looking on depop Searching for a sweet cop Striped shirts, and cuffed pants Staycool
Yeah (Come in) Names that you know me by, praise to the holy high Shit been a lonely ride, all I do is only try Weed is my only high, magazine
Dispense with the formalities and schemes You may be contemplating Foes are turning furry in A hurry when transmogulating By the pricking of my thumbs
of burglary While out jogging, chased by two white men for minutes Cut him off with their truck, there's no exit Shoot first, ask questions last Three blasts,
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