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with the shrimp like you know

Oh damn almost got ate
Got ate by a snake and I almost got ate
I'm a shrimp it's the end of the album of the album

This the greatest fucking album you gon listen to 
This the greatest fucking album you gon listen to 
This the greatest fucking album you gon listen

swear my lyrics won’t be half as bad
I’ll write all the music
But the drums will still be played by Chad

Let me write Chili Peppers an album
Let me write

goes
Wasn't none of them niggas around, shorty
Now I'm on my king shit, C.R.E.A.M. shit
Eagle wing shit, bubble a high beam shit
Give 'em that dope that

counting cream
It's that cash with that lean, it's that Tink theme
Gumbo (Gumbo) Whip it, whip it (Gumbo)
Gumbo (Gumbo, Gumbo) Whip it, whip it (Gumbo)

I'm

I’m all about the cream
What you mean
I mean cho
I mean doe
Nigga I need mo
Nigga what you mean
Legal tender sufficient funds stacking money by the ton

brought
Pretty soon in the ice cream yacht we gone

Oo this is the jingle
When we're drivin by we'll be shakin all your shingles
Kris kringle with

Cream

Love/Hate

Wasted in America

1992

it all the time

Nymphomaniac in black
She wants your peaches
But all you get is cream
All you get is cream
All you get is

Put your red dress

actin hella naughty
“Hamza would you diss t n p”, yeah prolly
“Hamza would you wanna be like me”, not likely
But change the topic
I drop a classic album

a pretty boy winter, Swamp stallion
Trot through, I need about 10 thousand
Swamp, calm the fuck down, boy you wildin
I made this album drinkin by the gallon

a profit now
I need beats because we're about to put an album out
That conversation wasn't friendly
Thought he had some beats that he could lend me
But he

Since knee-high, sippin' Nehi in my Levi's
When y'all was chasing ice cream trucks in your Reeboks
I was in the duck trying to scoop senioritas
California

Charged up over 9000
Get ya bars up over 9000
Catch me on road or by the island, whylin
Tryna get paid like Fallon
Late night, counting money for

Hey man, is that TV Magic Coloring Kit?
Yeah, man
Well, turn it up, man!
We proudly offer a brand new album by Slim Whitman
Spaghetti sauce just

everything
Cash rules everything
Around me
Keep that same energy
Look
Aye
Wu-Tang want the money
Blue face big hunnits
As the old saying go ice cream man got

age by the sound that I'm spitting
Here's a hint
I got a healthy stream
I could spit it whatever lyrics without you knowing I'm fifteen
I'm

me
I got sour i got runtiez we i got sherbert by the tree
This a blow out wit these poles out we be Smokin oops for free
New year but the same rules

chance I advance. Even if I'm stuck, I'm sticking to the plan
Sticking to the script, That I wrote. Some years ago 
I just live by the code. That's all

head and give it up
Ain’t no debating
Shawty said she love
How I ride on the beat
UnderRated doing 1500 in a week
This my first album and I did it by

Opioid
Watch him lean
My whip clean
07 Charger with the cream
5' 7" with size 12 feet 
You know what that mean
To the top I bring my team
The best rapper

homicide
Won't Catch you on the plane cause you ain't fly 
My careers on take off you stuck on fuckin standby 
How the fuck am I supposed to stand by 
While

Patrolled
And controlled by a state that's de facto cause we're de jure off the Petron
These wack boys possess no bars that we hold
And they have no record

motherfucking break
There weren't enough brooms in the world I could scrape
To live out my dreams, now I got the triple beam
Started collecting some cream
But I

Rapping on a hype beat
With a mix of tropical, calling it Fiji
Made a whole album while I was relaxing
Other rappers get ghost writers
That got me laughing