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Don't peek, don't peek
Don't peek
Index fingers in both ears, no more weakness no more fear
Ignorance is bliss, turn off my phone
People probably

Fast life slow death cash checks 
Good pussy more sex less stress 
Finding her spot like a fucking index 
Im in love with the fast life say I'm

fall when it's easier to stand
Stand on my knees cause my feet on the index
Need me more time just to be with myself
Need me more time just to eat up

yet stuffed, we still want more
Can eat us through it all
No It doesn't stop with her
No It doesn't stop with her

Stay tuned, get back to desk (sustain

Soon to flex the index on the trigger my finger they going down so i fire ratata 
Ratata from my assault rifles firepower when combined my weapon

Selfish baby boomers, eat a fucking dick
Gammon brexit voters, eat a fucking dick
Pussy-ass liberals, eat a fucking dick
Karen in HR, eat a fucking

Yah
I had to put in
The effort
He talkin down
He gon leave
In a stretcher
He keep playin around
My index finger gonna
Finger on the trigger
I'm gonna

he blessing the clique
Lets eat
Eat eat eat eat eat eat
Chow time
Lets eat
Eat eat eat eat eat eat
Chow time look
Check in this bihh
Set for the lick

set backs
You'd actually learn something if you just step back and
Watch as a pro approaches the template
And actually gives attention for more than

around and get burnt like a CI
More bars than jail, nigga
Who tryna get a VI?

You dealing with stock owners
Conversation with stockbrokers
Make a call for

of our sins as the angles cry it shower
Screaming to the sky for answers... Hii power 
Hii power
Hii power
As you sadden, it eats and devours 
Your soul

Man U Luv Ta Hate

Sir Mix-A-Lot

Return of the Bumpasaurus

1996

a job and quit player hatin'
It ain't about winning your respect
I'm just checking more mail than you check
So here's the finger next to my index
I'm

you tryna show me, I already seen it (seen it)
Everything you tryna show me, I already done (done)
Put diamonds on my pinky and my index and my thumb

shrimp versus shark
Nigga guess who get attacked first
My jeans conceal the girth of my bratwurst
My Jean Grae conceal the gat
Her name's black purse
I eat

you'll be coming back for more
Eat em up eat em up eat em up Yo
Eat em up eat em up eat em up come on
Eat em up eat em up eat em up Yo
You talkin too much,

Ay
Yeah I'm fuckin' with this for real (Flo Milli shit, ha)
Eat it up, ay
I told him eat it up, he wanna taste 
Eat it up (Flo Milli shit)
I

The gunslinger
Lettin em loose like rumspringer
The world is my Arena
My dogs are all hyenas
Don't point the finger
Not the index or the middle
No

with me
Promise you all good In my hood when you touchdown rocking with me
All I know is hood spots food spots plug connects more rocking with me
Don't

hear you, screaming for more.
I wanna hear you roar!
Let’s rock!
Let’s crank the freak show!
Oh, eat you, eat you, eat you alive.
Open the cage, release

Back to Back Rhyming

Lord Finesse

Funky Technician

on the southeast perimeter
Equipped to flip with the slip of a lip
So dance, hop, or skip or shake your hips
Cause I'll wax and tax, eat ya up like a kit kat
Don't

towards my soul
Got the inward flex
Got the
Got the index
Convex mothafuckas comin in next
I’m more than human
I’m more than spirit
Open up them ears
You’ll

imperial

Props and Pop Will Eat Itself

Hotter than coals tread and your feet'll melt

Like plastic i castrate contenders

With a crew that got more power

the thing wet 
I can feel it on my index 
I know say she fucking with the vibe and she don’t wanna pass up on Juma 
Send me your locay in the middle

You need to eat your vegetables
(Eat them now! Eat them now!)
I want you to clean your plate
(Eat them all! Eat them all!)
The dog doesn't need your