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I'm up at 5 AM I mix the fat with the fitness I don't know why hate him I'm something like Terry McGuinness Futuristic with the wrestling No loss,
on everything We goin' up in the club The ice on extra bling We threw about ten bands That was extra cream The hoes wrestling on the floor Tryna get everything
il wrestling Corro a trecentoventi su Naskar Vedo fantasmi veri, no Casper Entra dentro il mio film come Gaspar Smile bitch, OTG Gang dentro il
Everybody in the club shaking everybody in the clubs watching everybody in the club tipping We like those We want those Goodius in the club drunk
for them bowls Not surprised if you a snake Be surprised if you don't fold (fold) My heart wrestling with my body And it left me And it left me stone
digits Wasted at the bar while we big chillin, in club penguin Hard to give a fuck no more, diagnosed with a nunfection Unsettling methods like squirt guns
Around 1978, I met a comedian, Andy Kaufmann. And he was performing his avant-garde Elise act in a club in Queens. The performance started with Andy
I make the money at Liv I make her liv at story I ain’t forget about Mr. Jones’s I’m pulling up in a Maserati/ Did a record deal at club 11/ We
Bottles in my section, got the whole club faded You gon have to wish ya girl a Happy Belated For The Streets (She for the streets) For The Streets
Yea yea Yea yea Yea yea I'm wit bad bitches if you ugly no u can't get in Might just hit the club fuck it up and then I leave wit 10 Grab a fifth
You turned your back on what you love lately? Luke Gallows, Finn Balor Welcome to the Club, baby Waterloo Bodies stashed up in the back yard They say
father's son Don't you know I'm number one? Are you done? Umno Beep beep! Here come the wheels You like wrestling? I'm a heel You know what? I really feel
company yeah Niggas can't do what I do that's why they stare When I get legal for club I need one in the head Niggas be with it to prove it them niggas be
They said we couldn't make it where I'm from I guess I'm living proof And brodie flip the work and get it gone fast, poof Wrestling and fighting my
I'm fake, I say you're smoking I'm just a mack named $hort from Oakland Just like a tag team wrestling tip With a nasty bitch, then the homie switch
I'm in the club, posted up with a bitch wit a fat ass Riding shotgun in the whip, wit her seat back Hand up her dress, see the peach, imma eat that
I put my boots on, I slick my hair back I'm looking like I'm in a motorcycle club Well, here I come, Chicano badass All black even got my leather
been aroused Your bitches panties been soaking wet since I been in town In the club looking drunk as shit, yelling fuck a bitch Ready to throw a punch
Rov' Sleeper hold club faggots lay your dome on a stove It's like space kid, the whole world is pitch black, granola rap Dough got smaller famous
her no more true Lovin' when I catch up with 'em, bro you're through Aye bro the bitch that you fuckin' with, man she was in the club last night with
to the club In an ugly old school V-dub bucket (Yeah eh yea, I feel like I'm famous) I don't give a fuck, I'm buying out the bar That seventeen, thirty
Balance bitch I pray for the day they come test me B.B. belts like I'm wrestling (yeah) Ten, 20 chains 'till I'm set free (shine) Fuck the law,
nigga I'm flexing uhhh You prolly warn rob me Know now this ain't no red wedding (ayi) This the new roc no wrestling Shit cooking in the kitchen no Heston
Big Russia is acknowledging All ladies who are spending Astonishing and unending days In Lynwood jail, reckoning Each of them, wrestling
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