Lyrics:
Can I have a piece of your Orange Julius
I'll give you a bite of my salad
You sit on the couch and I lay back in your lap
Crunching my Caesar salad
I
The exclimated dollar sign
I
The city is my pedestal
First come the haters then the revenue
Rev rev it up
Got a bong full of edible... kush
I just
Rev. Run
Tryna erase all the shit you have done (Have done)
Turn off the ceiling fan
Blowin’ money, man (Whoaa)
Like I’m money man in a mini van (Ooh)
time in Italy, it's Wednesday over here.
When the wind blows in Louisville,
I always dream of Julius Caesar.
Young folks are young, of course
(Mr.Cheeks)
Yo we come through like balls, see us niggas takin two pulls and pass
Nigga watch your back once you talk out your ass
I pack a .380 in
on the block, you was under your pops, remember
We gon' take it back with this, let's go
Armored truck money, Shazam bangles, play the throne like
Julius
always do the damn thing
Bitches always love me cause a nigga understanding
And she got them cheeks and I ain't talking bout no sandy
I might rko a nigga
[Mr.Cheeks ]
Yo we come through like bulls nigga take two puffs and pass
Nigga watch your back once you talk out your ass
I back up 3 80 and my
time in Italy, it's Wednesday over here.
When the wind blows in Louisville,
I always dream of Julius Caesar.
Young folks are young, of course
a karaoke queen
Filipina on the scene
Let me sing my melody
Ah with me
Pink pants
Long hair
Leather seats
They all stare
Chubby cheeks
Perfect pair
Rev it up
on the block, you was under your pops, remember
We gon' take it back with this, let's go
Armored truck money, Shazam bangles, play the throne like
Julius
things it be eleven no Netflix I upload it be like Netflix on to hit the next bitch call it switch or a light when I’m in that pussy I’m right Julius
me where did he find the cheek ?
Grabbed with a 2s in draws and 8ths
I was pissed it was more than peak
There’s way Too many agendas
How can I
Red face
Paffy cheeks
Clap ya cheeks
Sandy cheeks
Flaming red hair and a not so hot face
Yung Noah Cousineau was a big disgrace
Til an idea sparked
good grades and straight up A's
Our parents would take us to a 76ers game
I got my game and there ain't no shame
Big shots for Mo Cheeks and Moses
six
Butterscotch twist, cheek-checklin' lipstick
Might be in a movie, with Barry Sanders
Might be Adam Sandler, and my cup is pink panther
High School,
good grades and straight up A's
Our parents would take us to a 76ers game
I got my game and there ain't no shame
Big shots for Mo Cheeks and Moses
erupt, rev up
Step up to the cut, "Wassup?"
I show up to blow up and leave the spot to' up
You know what? I'ma go nut
And you know what?
bitch, bitch
I'm with the shits shits
Shameless McFeast
Getting freaky
Sucking titties
Clapping cheeks
The broads? Enough
The bars? Enough
The sauce?
who left me on read
RIP Paul (Pussy) RIP Julius (BITCH)
Cuz if you ask me, you niggas are dead
Middle finger get erect for a cop
Plus my glizzy smell
thick her cheeks like two separate asses
My cat got horses cows and separate asses
In laymen terms i touch this pedal then im gone pass you
Damn gotta
Turning other cheek but it's still eye for an eye
Tired and I had to take the mask off
Covid time bitch I had to take the mask off
Silent violence I had
Yo Homeboi Julius C. Realism. The painful truth exposed in hopes to create a better reality for the future. Hit it!
Realism
Is that shit that
half court, shoot a shot like I'm Julius Erving
Smokin' a blunt with the moon rocks, I'm a waiter because I be bussin
Best friends with the girl of my
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