Kool Aid Man
o'DAME
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Ay Ay Oh yeah, ok ok Yuh I feel real good for a Tuesday, fam What'd you roll in them doobies, DAMN Big dosing is a doozy baby Dizzy driving, don't do this kids I bust in the room like Kool Aid Man and everybody want a sip Ay I'm only gonna give it to my super fans You dick riders get a lick I need to work on my manners a bit Work on my manners a bit Don't f*ck with the vibe when I'm lit I know you can't handle your shit I know you can't handle your shit I know you can't handle MY shit Don't f*ck with the vibe when I'm lit You need to work on your manners a bit New bag, who dis Move back, you ask to sit I'm chewing beats like Schrute, Young Instrumental Masticator (shoot) You better be counting your blessings, boo you Witnessing the professor, who knew Wait for me to excuse you Now that's numero uno brethren I drop bombs for revelations More bars than incarceration I fail every time you test my patience Why are you still in my face then Its Mr. Case Catcher, Ash Ketchum, big balls on my waist I'm fully evolved, and when the ground break You gonna wanna ride on the wave Does he know what he's saying he's bugging, honey Out his brain he's funky I'm saving Grace, she lucky and its All in a day like NOTHING cuz you Gonna wanna ride on the wave Gonna wanna ride on the wave, yeah Gonna wanna ride on the wave, but, wait I f*ck this beat up like that bitch I know Here we go Flip her on her back, that's hokey poke He's a diamond in the rough, that's low key gold Old school flow y'all low and behold I told you once and that's enough Don't make me retrace my actions It's way too dark in my past man Young chap got capped Poor sap caught facts I need to work on my manners a bit Work on my manners a bit Don't f*ck with the vibe when I'm lit I know you can't handle your shit I know you can't handle your shit I know you can't handle MY shit Don't f*ck with the vibe when I'm lit You need to work on your manners a bit I'm rip roaring through tundra You don't know me my cousin You wasn't with me at my lowest You posers a dime a dozen, I been Running this shit with ankle weights And them training days made me stronger, yup You don't have to wait much longer, nah Just keep an eye on your daughter bruh Yallah bitch, chop chop Cruella still after my dogs The devil so active in fall, yeah I had homies that answered the call Why you look so shocked I know that my feelings are raw I know that we dealing with law But if people betray me they waging a war Don't ask me for nothing unless you ready to pay me Oh now you call me cousin cuz my cheddar is crazy English on the easel, I put lead in the painting Sweat off my brow, I out hustle you daily I'm stacking up favors, your money is cheap Police at the door said boy got heat Damn Whoooo Who knew this boy got HEAT
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