Lyrics:
like a copyist Me and you was the foggiest Only love me for the naughtiness I really thought it was obvious Anything for romance You were looking for
time for some cockiness N***as stealing writtens Man they ass a bunch a copyist Gotcho bitch she giving good head It's the sloppiest Get the millions
Breathing in and out Except a stone facade I trusted with incision Malpractice with a cause Seizing at the pause I gather just enough Alluring for a copyist
Niggas try to froggy us Jump into a style that they copy Like a copyist You can see my godliness I'm not talking cockiness Don't get mad i'm speaking
There are so many signs that I miss I don't pretend that I can exist Scribbler the scribe is overlapped with Copyist the clerk, so lost in service
Grice I’m Scary Spice, a five alarmer Optimus Primadonna; floppy disk copyist Off-mic posse cut boss fight; up all night in shining armour I’m Jewel
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