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Jay Oyster

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Hey, check, gang, hey, Augustus Blue Racks were miniature, now they mean, yeah
And the heartbeat on Goldilocks, they're indifferent than Kermit or Billy Bones
After I hit you like Benar, live with, we're, we're a wonder woman
Made her water after she start chewing like aliens

Impact, don't get unpacked, I'm piring, I can't settle
If she don't perpetuate a nice body like Ali
I can't look for it, say it arbitrarily, fan tax for a track
Feel like filet mignon, I know these niggas cussed in the rain

Man, no regimens, who stay pussy? If I catch her, I'll
Oompa Loompa, turn him to a Teletubby
You know I'm not from the South, but keep a pole
Like Pamela Young, yeah, don't wish it on me

That stricken actor, he gon' get smitten
In other words, leave him flattened, just like Happy Feet
She playing gimmicks with her memoir, looking up to healing
We on knowledge and the resource, got paper on me

Like I'll hang with his essays, no, I don't eat pork
But niggas tenderloin, I can't show delicacy
If you been poor, I'm with the wops, keep your conscience
Before you worry about the vast majority

Take her out on a bowling alley date
She undercover, just like Tarpon
I told them I was gon' shine one day
They couldn't see the flashlight

Had a plan, I'm ahead of my life
R.I.P. off the drugs, Fred Drake
Shrug it off like photosynthesis
I just want the nap, she treat me like flesh

Like what's up above, I made a will with it
So wait, I'm a locksmith
Had a pleasant life, nothing threatened by the eonymous
See, if she cheated twice, I already know

What the outcome and the circumstances was
See, my genes got me feeling generous
Yeah, I might take him to the range
If he not ethic or diverse with it, huh

Remember, huh, picking up cherry funds
Now I got the disposary
Nigga, need to get your costs up
Betray you, act like a predecessor

Know the importance and significance
If I die, no, it's not expendable
Told her she was getting nasty
Saying, yo, class, you on her knees

I stay precise, she give me freedom
Likewise, but I keep it discreetly
Grab the penguin, nigga, gun
Acting like a toddler

Her child, Chloe, both be smoking
Now, y'all ashes
Our future get cremated
Ayy, gang

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