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it off (Shake)
Get wild (go crazy!)

Dancing by myself in this packed house
Couldn't give a damn if you don't dig these moves
Drop the conversation,

back to basics active this immaculate passion emphatic stimulation
Caught up in your carnival audible condensation liquid ear drums a model of monolith

is way to Thick To cut
It's like smoke burning up from a Cigarette butt
The super model slut on her Silhouette strut
Made with a green screen watch

10-4, lil' mama keep the snubnose with her
6-0, keep a model let the drum roll hit him
Get a bag by my lone, hope the drum won’t get him
Been

makes them easier to stomach 
Can't count the times that I bled 
Just another drop in the bucket 
I'm all wrapped up in these threads 
They laugh at me

to retire but found a new Canibus to hire
You're hardcore, innocence like Heather Hunter
But definitely not with the lyrics that drop thunder
Found you in

to put toys on the layaway
Now, we race model year whips on the straight away
Balling out, getting paid on day to day
To day to day to day to day
Bases are

of engine throttle
Crash and burn upon the sidewalk
Watch them gawk within their model X
Rotten mechs, topics wash up in a bottle
Open, read, close
Not

make me sick, liquid drip from my nose

I don't like her but I might hit
That's why she a side chick
Soon as she close her eyelids 
I think that I might

the invoice and the bill for this
Gotta be intelligent but also get the filthiest
Gotta drape some ice on me and gone and drop the Celsius
Had to hit

to model what I'm 'bout to say
My lyrics are alarming 'cause they wake up like an hour late
Met up with the person that I held over my head
Never had

Drop it
Oh yeah, swerve (Slip, swerve, yuh)
To your crew (Sip, slurp, yuh)
Hell yeah, tell 'em (Get syrup, yuh)
Do you have control? (Gone)
It won't

rich like I just won the lotto
We gotta kick it riding with some models (Ohh)
All we make is magic not like Harry Potter
You can’t be coming for me
I

got me feeling like Jack Spade
All yacht everything, all black on the bottles
That means we playing spades while racing the latest models
Word to my

the count son
What's the amount of mouthfuls to get me bouncing around the party?
'Cause this barley hardly get me lifted
Liquid courage got me acting hearty,

a lover
VVS on me's water
Cyber vehicle seats a couple
Love at the chargin' station with the way I hold her

Liquid drops runnin' under her DVF eyewear

And makes her look like a midget
Thats so specific
I'm just tryning to kick it, Sip it
Spit some hieroglyphics
Decipher my linguistics
Drop it in the Fidditch

Pitter patter on the latter make the liquid splatter 
Little paddle make her battle quiet up the chatter 
Mix em up and stab the dagger serve it