Lyrics:
You know we got a real talented group here
We're gonna anyway Bobby wrote me a song especially for this album
This is kind of a comedy song we wanna
be provided on the platform.
We do have one group that is going to go first.
If you do need Red Cap service to arrive at the front
They will come
believe me, these young men don't speak for me
Thank you for your service
Let's ride
Hamilton
Sir
Meet me inside
Meet him inside
Meet him
It's happening here and all around
In your market or your coastal town
Plans put all in reverse
Persuaded through force and coerce
Abuse along
draught, Dan,
for the Hip Priest!
He's not appreciated
He's not appreciated
White collar hits motorway services
It's the Hip Priest
From the eyes
Yeah, yeah
Are you ready to get on? (Who, me?)
And cause such a reaction that the motha fucka's go (Ooh wee)
It's like a group of happy children
Yo,
(I'm gliding row ya boat)
Said I'm gliding row ya boat
I'm coast to coast with shit
Yeah, huh
I'm coast to coast with shit
I'm coastal coastal
Why do I not text you?
Why do I not call?
Why don't I show interest?
Why do I stay afar?
I don't wanna be
The subject of your group chat oh no
I
see if you make it (yeah)
I dropped ColleGrove out the sky, ooh
In a group with the best rapper that's alive, ooh
Never turn my back on my slime,
East coast killer, West coast killer [x8]
[RBX]
While childish MC's battle over coastal fronts
I come with no fronts and smash in monkey fronts
A patch of red-orange iodine
Moves into a clotter sky
Don't give in just yet
Don't give in
A group in service uniforms
Stand outside a wooden
coastal tri coastal they know me we don't you (Aye)
Ijgb you local (Aye)
Passport stamps this global
Champion sounds on vocals Ke Ke te keke
Every time i
(What these bitches want from a nigga?)
On some DMX shit
I group DM my exes
I tell 'em they belong to me, that goes on for forever
And I think
head, tryna enterprise
New whip, butterfly tryna pollinate
Bi-coastal, the truth tend to polarize
I find globally lies tend to dominate shit
Gotta
the kitchen
With that cook book, the service I'm giving, birds they vision
Not a good look, told ya my nigga, Tical deliver
Hook or crook, lots of asses
I don't come to your job, tryin' to flip your burgers
I can handle this crowd, I don't need your service
You wanna be my dancer, you must be
dippin in the Poconos
Kick your Louboutin's off
I love your toes
I welcome you to Life's aquarium
Where you can do as you please
Let that coastal breeze
[Chorus]
Yo, by any means I protect my President
It's P.O.P., protect our president
A thoroughbred on the track like the meadowlands
The Secret Service
the 70s and there was a cable TV show in the Midwest and Bible study groups would act out parts of the Bible. But these were pretty low budget productions
Lock picked by a service sick
Got rich off a bitcoin blitz
But I found the lord in a group chat
I placed my cellphone on a burning stove
And I let
charity endeavors
It's time to find
Transformational measures
Compost it!
White led service groups
In BIPOC communities?
Turn over the contracts
Dough
This may be the tomb we feared, that of the former Queen
What are you going to do?
I will send the delta group with security units. They will do
because I'm so bomb
The hood, put, me in position, I'm in the kitchen
With that cook book, the service I'm giving, birds they vision
Not a good look, told
generous
Worthy, noble, illustrious" from Medieval Latin francus
"Free, at liberty, exempt from service"
As a noun, a freeman, a Frank"
"Today we have with
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