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Lavender She the type want me to lavish her Want me for the money then I laugh at her But she don't like to fuck with no amateur She like to have fun right
If it's really amateur hour At the comedy club Why do I got better bars Then people who do this as a full time job It's because this shit is my real
Magic City, Club Rolex Sue's Rendezvous And all the amateur strippers that's in 'robics classes Try it out at home, it works baby, it works I can
skirt fi match di crop top Mi love how yuh wine up Fast or slow If a boxing mi wi tek a low blow Get high from low Gal u separate Amateur From pro
(Bitch) She say I’m toxic She think I’m an ass cause I talk shit Just tryna beat it up like I was boxing Ain’t really got no option Damn why she always
different when you boxing yourself in So the next time you pop they see a jack outta box Pouring liquor from the pavement with my head to the stars talking
try to clip my wings, I'm making hot clips Getting drunk in the day, feeling toxic Boxing anyone thinking that I'm not shit 12 shots in the club, but no
zone I'm known for handling Doing damage and wrecking shit I ain't no amateur One shot and the drop, I'm gone Got six more in the chamber If you want
Yo Truth had me up against the ropes And semi-conscious without no boxing skills Fear of it makes hair on my neck grow like minoxodil Watchin'
the wrist shine it's so magical You know them boys got the clubs out of control (Ho!) Nigga what ya heard, it's Kells and Hov With the second coming
the wrist shine it's so magical You know them boys got the clubs out of control (Ho!) Nigga what ya heard, it's Kells and Hov With the second coming
illustrating how I do damage They keep my hands in raps cuz they say they're lethal weapons For me it's a sparring session for you it's a boxing lesson I'm
clean Panamera Amateur Hanna-Barbera characters know they envy The illest Hennessy Black sipper with loaded semis You pick of the week, voted-in
London on da track bitch (London) Hell yeah, I'm a savage Pussy wet, fuck a pad, you need some napkins Hit the club, get some ones, and make it tragic
Yeah (yeah) (Listen to this track, bitch) Ha Like Tommy Lee and Pamela, I'm fuckin' on a camera More stamina than animals, Gucci is no amateur
Sliding out of these big as cribs that look like palaces. Cause me and my all of my niggahs is kings at no amateurs. Say! Don't need no canvas's cause all
Audiomarc please turn it up Came from the mud yeah They know wassup yeah Still in the club yeah Fuckin it up yeah Took her to hollywood it was
quiet Yeah I know this ain't boxing but that's still Rappers get so quiet, Rappers get so quiet, Rappers get so quiet Rappers get so quiet Rappers get
Yeah Look I remember looking at things I can't afford I remember hot boxing whips Honda Accord Now they wanna hop on the wave swim to shore Do they
Uh, yeah This is for my motherfucking club heads You feel me? Ow People, gangstas, and pimps and people Smokin that deeper reefer Up in
Uh, yeah This is for my motherfucking club heads You feel me? Ow People, gangstas, and pimps and people Smokin that deeper reefer Up in
pulling up hot boxing And we going all night 'Odeshi' I'm about to pull up pull up pull up I'm on my way Time is quarter past eight Girl i don't wanna be
Yeah (yeah) (Listen to this track, bitch) Ha Like Tommy Lee and Pamela, I'm fuckin' on a camera More stamina than animals, Gucci is no amateur
When I get to the club It's with my homies on my back When I get to the club It's with my homies on my back When I get to the club It's with my
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