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yes
I can't let you mess up your future just know that yahweh gon bless
Remember watching Jack Hanna
Running down stairs to grandma playing m kart 64
a jumping jack im smoking apple jacks
Dick ain’t free support black business
She love me buy her raff simons
If it’s to hot get out the kitchen
Pistol cocked
Jacks con brazos biónicos
quieren la verdad verdadera
no es Hanna-Barberá pero este flow es supersónicos
al pasado vigente
anclado al presente estilo
clean Panamera
Amateur Hanna-Barbera characters know they envy
The illest Hennessy Black sipper with loaded semis
You pick of the week, voted-in
Boy you better watch your mouth
This bitch got a hundred shots in it
Twin just might pick you off cause he wit me wrong or right nigga
New Jack City
[Jack D]
Quiere ver Futurama en mi cama
Si no contesto al fijo se enfada
Yo quiero un scalestrix
Y ella Hanna Montana
Pasear mi perro Poo-chi en pijama
Sacaram o microfone, mas não tinham pra trocar
Os falso vão cair. Real se levantar
MCs Jack Sparrow em breve cês vão afundar

Rap original e se não for
they say ima mother fucker
Ball like peewee Kirk do
I'm doing numbers

Chop and cookin it up like Benny hannas

Call me agent zero yeah I'm
Going habachi
of the green like guac
Or 20 more towns till I breeze by cops
Shit don’t be hitting my jack, I ain’t hitting you back; got a bitch on the call log
You know she
latina, ela mostra como mama
Eu tô on-line, bitch, isso é MD
Meu bonde não fode, mano, com Hanna Montana
Tô com duas groupie loca, pronta pra fudê
Coração
Jack Black
Saco y lleno toa las tandas
Blanco y negro como el panda
Minimal mi flow es criminal
Tu mejor ponte ese gas mask
Bitch i'm rolling through
Ça bibi la Hanna Montana
Avec les allocs, tu fais la mala
Nous on a la vida loca
Ta feumeu veut qu'on baise une nuit
Elle m'dit « Blacktug apaise moi »
Yes
Ooo
Hand me the bag
Give it up
Baby you juicy remind me of Fanta
Fanta
She want the bag
Yes
She wanna hold the Hanna Montana
Oooo
Baby I'm back
If I throw the lob, it's gon' get caught, guaranteed
On Hanna Street, I be outside, posted with my demons
Freak bitch on my jack, tryna eat my damn
Smackin' suckas silly, a remix
Take two thousand, and seven, or is that eight
(Hanna Barbara)

[Chorus]
Well it's one two three of us, never

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