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got bands, big bands, lets go on a date
Damn, I don't wanna fuck
I just wanna show you real love, so what?
Baby, come through
Let me show you what's up

from down bottom and they flew up (come here, ma)
Money Ave. pulled the coupe up
Rubber band cash rolls just like Kooba (hahaha)
Porsche Box' like

Yeah
100 bands, bustin' out
Yeah
Count up nigga'
Two up, two down shit
Forever
Ah

100 bands bustin' out the wrapper
Money what I'm after

about snow angels and that being new Yorkers, we may not be able to see the stars in the sky, but when it snows, they will fall from the sky just for us

vendettas
Gonna creep back up
To dead us
It's just us two
Man bless us 
My gratitude is tempered 
By the pain 
And all that led us 
Up to this 
Fortune teller

nigga?
Used to chastise or string us up to spite niggas
War to fight for the culture, instead we eaten by vultures
They mix us like mimosas, hang us

Welcome to your new home
And the start of chapter two
Everything that was ordered
Has arrived a day early just for you
So are you ready to walk down

A brass band and more
With his forty fakirs, his cooks, his bakers
His birds that warble on key
Make way for prince Ali!

a sight lovely to see
And that, good people
Is why he got dolled up and dropped by
With sixty elephants, llamas galore
With his bears and lions
A brass band

With feelings of my heart that push a certain message
And no matter what you think of Dysphoria II
The story is blues renewed showed up shrewd and mad

swear that you love it
I just left from Newark
Got bands in my luggage
Play with you rappers, my nigga
This black mack take out my dick
Take a piss

the label, ain't no motherfucking favor
When we geeked up off that molly
We geeking just like Fabo

Pop one bean
Pop one, two, young Quavo on the scene
When I

democracy
You ask yourself and I'll ask me
Wwprd, wwprd?

Put in jail for two years each
Just for punk rock public speech
What is this, the middle ages?
Let

Too many people just dying, and I'm not even talkin' physically

Last week was Seattle
In two weeks it'll be Denver
In between was New York City

Yeah, yeah
She sex like among us (Yeah)
The way I be eating that sussy pussy
Smoking brass and eating ass
Doing tasks, not really
I'm just murdering

the party's only up in the club?
Wherever we go, they just showing us love
Move 'em in, move 'em out, move 'em in, move 'em out
Move 'em in, move 'em out,

don’t do this
Just to get up my bands
Don’t flex my wrist when I get an advance
Y’all just talking shit I just do what I can ayee

[Verse 2]
They want me

this part of my life
I'm sick and tired of trying to stay in sight

I feel like I'm fighting two battles everyday
Locked in a state, where I'm just

shakes his head
Everyone laughs)

By the way
I don’t know the days of the week i
Just go to exactly when my appointment is

We’d just look at each other

The rebirth of bald head slick with King Author
We get attention that championship rings garner
Chicks all in love with the crew they cling harder

hustle
Molly popping them pills
Say she loves me like a Stan
Had to cut that bitch off  
Thinking about my future band
Vacations in the sand
2 Kids
Yup!

a rebirth
Rectify the reaper
Relieve the tweakers
Turn sinners to seekers
Hiii power thru the speakers
I am more than just a Beaner
I’m a dreamer, believer

The Groupie Routine

Frank Zappa

You Can't Do That on Stage Anymore, Vol. 1

1988

band man...
I told you that many times
No matter what goes on
Listen! it just so happens tonight
I mean, this is unbelievable
Are you a virgo
No...
I

This a timeless classic
No one can surpass
Uniquely crafted by ascended masters
Theres no one after 
In my path I'm mappin
Divinely rapping