Richard Nixon

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Taxi Cab

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I really ain't in it for money
You hit me for features I promise it's free
Saying you want to rap hard well 
Ain't no body rapping it harder or better than me
Running like Russel Wilson
Speakers so loud that I fumbled the beat 
But I'm bringing it back like I'm Richard Nixon
Comet, Cupid, Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, I might just f*ck on a Vixen
Cash at stake we getting the blicks in
Opps and Jakes we bringing the blicks in
One call through and we get in position
One false move and you ended up missing
Painting the picture I call it prediction
Flying us out like we getting evicted
She taking dick like she getting addicted

All white coupe my windows tinted
Counting cash from oppositions
8 of wok in half a sprite
Call my bitch
A merry night
Ameri jeans and cherry sprite
Fitted leather keep it tight
Fitted sweater keep it light
Mary Jane we taking flight
Damn it's gone be
Uh
Damn it's gone be crazy night
Pour the lean then take a bite
Feeling dizzy I need a slight
Motivate and I up it right
These uppers got me faded all around me just some shaded lights
Then I pop half a perc and watch my verses reach amazing heights
Some shit I never seen
Swear to god my whole room jaded look around me and it's green
Heard that you been here before so say exactly what that mean
If I can't trust with my back then you just worthless to that team
I think you way out your league
Only thing I fight fatigue
I be shooting like I'm Steph but you be shooting like Jeff Teague
You might pass it to the ref get hit with techs and then you leave
I be talking out my shit while whipping Oldsmobile Intrigues
Uh
Senses keep on heightening
Scary very frightening
Pop out with my glick I'm bout to shoot it like it's lightening
Percocet enlightenment
These drugs that's in my system usually you'd need some licensing
This shit be too enticening
Uh

I really ain't in it for money
You hit me for features I promise it's free
Saying you want to rap hard well 
Ain't no body rapping it harder or better than me
Running like Russel Wilson
Speakers so loud that I fumbled the beat
But I'm bringing it back like I'm Richard Nixon
Comet, Cupid, Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, I might just f*ck on a Vixen
Cash at stake we getting the blicks in
Opps and Jakes we bringing the blicks in
One call through and we get in position
One false move and you ended up missing
Painting the picture I call it prediction
Flying us out like we getting evicted
She taking dick like she getting addicted
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