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a lean, mean fat-grilling machine Press ya face to the Foreman, degrease the crime scene I'm gettin' on these kids like a fucking goat-herder But I gotta
time It's been a long while My dream team Grilling machine I got the back You got the back And we got the back Believe It's gonna be funny It's gonna be
is a Lean Mean Fat Reducing Grilling Machine. No household is complete without one. Seriously though, this thing is awesome. Do you want a Panini?
goddamn butterfinger Crapface diet whore The George Foreman Lean Mean Fat-Reducing Grilling Machine Go to hell I want my fat back Motherfucking bitch
never coming back, cracked, smacked, stoned Once upon a time my Mother was a lady An OCD fact grilling machine, that was then and that was that Once
Sleeping on me So I said ain't your place This is a mystery I'm a machine I keep on working without batteries Plus don't need to charge up Subtract all
Come on out then, if you so tough where you at Don't understand how we beefing I ain't grilling though, where it at (where you at) I don't even say
talking*) 50/50 Lil' Twin, I'm in here with Slim Thugger the Boss And the cocky copy machine King Koopa We off this Nawfside of Houston We just wanna
for his dough, they told him stop tripping Guess he got tired of all the no's like Larsa Pippen Buck 25, grilling like a rollie, they gon' bust it down
the dogs and the gats at your door If you're smart, get your ass on the floor Yeah, villain within reason No consumption, it's pig grilling season Trees
the machine,Got a full magazine Clips rolled up, call it steam ,Getting stoned like I'm flint I move like a solider so you gotta hate me All I see is stars,
fouls if you paying the Refs A lot of bad calls so from flags thrown; we waving them techs Jobs shipped overseas or replaced by machines got them saving
Diamonds on Ice cream No limit on cash machines We gon ride or die cuz violence hits like dopamine Living like a fiend Champagne popped like spleens
Diamonds on Ice cream No limit on cash machines We gon ride or die cuz violence hits like dopamine Living like a fiend Champagne popped like spleens
I'ma blow So fresh and clean, hold up, I'm on the scene Clockwise I'm moving like a machine They thought that hating was pushing me down deep They lost
say we levitating On that motion picture big screen See she loving the white cat, welcome to the machine I might reach in the bag and, break up the cash
don't be enough enough ‘I be', ‘I be', ‘I be', ‘I be' ‘I be', ‘I be', ‘I be', Mavi a I be machine Sloppy hobby hard lines presented Been carving my dreams
me with a image so clean Being a lean mean machine Delivering rhymes like a dream With out a care moving like a fiend Selling hope as a rapper was my
it's another fight I'm tryna figure it out Hoping I make it that I make it alright But with this pen that I write I light the machine gun Loaded at you
Represent crooks like a lawyer does About to flood the underground Like somebody's boiler's bust Killers lyrically with ill ability Village idiots grilling me
Mean Grilling serious of what I'm feeling Plushhh from the floor to the ceiling Fools get wide eyed seeing it thru my eyes Yeah fresh paint make you
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