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to describe the number of sides in a polygon or the number of points on a line.
Integers also have many practical applications in real-world situations. For
said voicemail was gonna reach my fucking iPhone
I just got a new number, please give me a sign though
Just got a new contact gonna have to cut your line
of service as well
That's how I had named his number in my TrueColor contacts list
TommyTinyPenis
There is another number I still am calling, a 313 landline,
Pop that
Molly with the cognac Shawty call me contact Plugged me in her coochie Now she litty off the contact Litty what you call that Drain me where
Frankenstein
These bars bolt from my neck
And my word and my nuts
Don’t get broke for no nigga
No broad at no time
When ya lines got no punch
It’s a swing
I'm type of dude to block you and honestly cop the plea
That we were not even an item you idolize every step
That I ever took in life and you jealous
(Call me) my name is Lonely, nice to meet you
Here's my number
You can reach me at, woo!
Nine-one-one (call me) call me some time
(You should call
Another fast telephone line.)
MOBSTERS
Me too!
MOBSTER number two
Up your asteroid!
SMOCK
In your nimbulin!(???) Take him down to the beam room!
stay inside the lines
Crossed out and left me in the shade to watch the paint dry
The numbers we'd paint by are all out of order
I gave you the rainbow
I got all the badges in my hand now
Told you niggas I'm the king up in my damn town
Ain't talking items, I'ma get up in my bag now
Tell em put they
stealth magician
Be prepared 'cause It's now official
Redefining the genre is my primary mission
A ghost's shadow the master of stealth
Behind enemy lines I
phonic noises
Do you comprehend voices?
Am i just a number?
You’re getting number
Don’t get hung up on my mouth
When it calls you out
Don’t take my tone
Another fast telephone line.)
MOBSTERS
Me too!
MOBSTER number two
Up your asteroid!
SMOCK
In your nimbulin!(???) Take him down to the beam room!
foldin
I go all in
Barely ever have no time
Money keep on calling
I be writing lines of rhymes
Them hip hop heads say keep on going
If you see me on a bike
an unknown caller
Airplane mode, do not disturb, I'll even block your number
I don't need another text or call to interrupt my slumber
People say they got you
Mama mia see you deh see me ya
A
Excuse mi make me talk to da B ya
B ya
What's ya zodiac sign I wouldn't mind if you told me that line
Cause you get
to backtrack
Started from the feet looked up, eye contact
Little waist swear to yaw that she was like that
She smiled then she asked for my autograph
Sorry love,
of shit
But you call me babe
Only when I'm ready to quit
Your collector's item
Tears turning into rust
I'm alone up on my shelf
That you refuse to touch
I'm
I'm in love with the Queen of the Supermarket
As the evening sky turns blue
A dream awaits in aisle number two
With my shopping cart I move through
of the righteous truth, of the truth, uncensored
That's why we have an anti-censorship first rights item in the Bill of Rights
The very first one
It says when I sing
You can't take your belongings with you
Report suspicious items or contact station staff
There's no more rail replacement buses
You're on your own
(Yes, He will)
Yeah, call
Operator, get heaven on the line
(Make sure you dial the right number)
I got to call Him cause something's on my mind
And the acid is a dollar and you pick it from a tree
And as soon as you make contact you 'gon feel the speed
You can see yourself die in your own arms
I come
a vigil for the mourn, you still couldn't hold a candle
To what I did on wax before ever signing contracts
No numbers by memory, no contacts
And you
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