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swaggin, no stylist, I'm drippin so flawless
These diamonds they shinin, these bitches all on me
They sing all my lyrics, she wanna git on me
Her body

on my dome
Don't give a fuck if you home alone
Congratulations, Post Malone
Medicated, rollin' smoke
I got Bitches hittin' my phone
Swear they never leave

back if u the one that’s always frontin nigga
Havin 3somes wit a hoe while I’m in college
Had to jump into some pussy cuz she big just like a Stallion
I

hoe
Ice in my veins like I’m D Lo
I swear that yo vision gon stay with me
You faced all endeavors so gracefully
Whole team eating say yo grace wit me
I

Lonely

Post Malone, Jaden Smith & Teo

through baby
You make my dreams come true (Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah)

[Teo & Post Malone:]
Imma' never be alone
Imma' never be alone
When you're walkin' down

business
Got me on missions like agents but I doubt that you would be wit it
So I’m alone
That’s number one
Post like Malone
Under the sun
You number two
I’m

have you jumpin
Let's get it
Let's get it
I know you feel it
These lyrics and rhymes you know imma kill it
I rap so fast
And I rap so smooth
I also rap

hard and it is on
Just wait till I’m known
You getting crunk at my shows
Or at your house all alone
Ill be the next Texas white boy since post Malone

1/2 & 1/2

Gang Starr

Blade [Original Soundtrack]

1998

sensitive about that there
So you better watch what you say to me, hear?
PLAY WIT EM fierce, know where to run
So I post and defend, forgive me Father I

on the throne, don't end up on a highlight
Poster 'cause you grown, who you 'posed to be? Malone?
I deliver like Post Offices, pre-Post Malones
You'd dick ride

the streets done raised me like my dad
Motherfuck you officers
Post Malone, i'm saucin' son
And I got some shit that'll make em run
Call me Mad Max, murder 1

Gucci Cologne
Two cups and a spliff, she sippin Patron
Now she do that White Iverson like Post Malone
Call her phone like what you on
She said Rell, bae

downtown 
On my post malone wow wow how now brown cow
Drank dat i sip got kick it hit like pow wow
Every noggin i see boppin dats how my sound sound
Yerrrrr

Move!

Public Enemy

Bring the Noise 2000, Vol. 1

1998

fingers of dope'll
Be grabbin' it
Wit' no complaints
Givin' uppin' I ain't
On the mike
Like Karl Malone in the paint
Why rip a rapper
When he flow

You know the price legit
I'm wildin' out like nick
Too much heat I'm sick
Don't mess up my click
In and out real quick
My lyrics ain't no script

You

shawty wit a little bit of class

They know me too well, came in this bitch soley for shoe sales
I'm flying, that's Miles just spinning two tails
You can't

Pass Her the Aux

The Pom-Poms

a medal for it?) x2

in 2017 you were a little post malone
in 2010 you were a merriweather post pavilion
i still remember cuz you'd never leave me alone
i

post bread we Karl Malone Postal
Hoes can't clock me high maintenance I'm Bicoastal
Got Nikes on feet
I spit heat
Instinct Goku
Aw-wee-oo Killer tofu

shit like pac
In this bitch like Above the rim
Eazy like Karl Malone
You got mail
Because I just be at the post
D Rose when I hit I don't brag i don't

to warm my soul
So I call Post Malone just to pour some more
Let me
Let me
Let me go some more
I can't relax, I don't coast no more
Got my confidence back,

Choke hole em
I never made cheers wit beer ima stone cold em
Post podum
Never post poles and hold em
But on the block they post up wit poles holding uh

petty
Keep you up for five nights, got to watch for Freddy
Penetrate and I go for broke, I let her pay like Post Malone
Best believe I'm a gent, straight

Aye, aye, aye
A&R shit

Bitch tryna get in the way
Who gives a fuck about waves
Pulled up in new wraith
Post Malone all on da stage
No goofys, no

Yo yo yo Austine f this beat up (F this beat up)
Lyrics, the lyrical assassin
Sassie, I know you know what's up
Austine f this beat up, f this beat