Mr. Rae-Rae (Freestyle)

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I'm still rapping on FL Studio
Twin still trap out a Honda Accord
Look, need bacon, I'm breaking the piggy bank
This bitch fake as the hell but her titties ain't
I need four, five slabs with some different paint
This bitch jumped the curb and I spilled my weed
I told her "you cutting them corners too close"
Next Friday shit, spilling yak on the seat
I still body niggas, I'm on five times two
Gang members that'll drive by and shoot
Aim something with the fye and you through
And that's in self defense, being clear, that's the truth
Mr. Rae-Rae, I'm still fly
Mr. Rae-Rae, still get high
Mr. Rae-Rae, what's the deal?
Mr. Rae-Rae, how you feel?
Boy I'm with the baddest bitch, ass the size of Jupiter
Look like Amerie, it's just one thing I'm trying to do to her
You gon' drop that top and now you John F. Kennedy, shooting ya
I don't want no problems, I'm just really trying to get through to ya (Okayyyyy)
And my bitch just got her nails hair did
And she got her hair did
Now she in the spot, taking photos like a candid
Okay, it's cool, I'm still on that bullshit
Thought this bad bitch had got her body done
And I was fucking with it, I was cool with it
Met her mama, see she got her body from her
But don't call me shit, if you ain't calling me
Mr. Rae-Rae, I'm still fly
Mr. Rae-Rae, still get high
Mr. Rae-Rae, what's the deal?
Mr. Rae-Rae, how you feel?

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