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Still got my nike boots Still got my nike boots It's the return of the ambassador heard you bammas sassing Now I'm laughing cause I'm passing ya Yeah
Y'all, who you think you sassing? Say whoa, baby I'm a classic Say whoa, silent like a Hitchcock Say whoa, got you goin' psycho Oh no, don't you get
to the right, that's whatcha do True, why you sassing me? Donny Fontaine, I smash the beat Girls want me as their man, I be like "No" Call me Willis, I got
out by your ear. Getchya stuff man, You need ta disappear Ayyyee You know that's dirty and you're good for nuthin' Trespassing, Sassing, Good for
an assassin like a lion attacking on your ass and If you give me back sassing depicting where my path is I'm eyeing classics When i write passage smashing
You a bitch no pipe Better check your tone You don’t want no strife Action Never catch me lacking Slap him Sassing Take away that passion Tryna get away
Most you hoes be sassing me Never got the time though Leave your ass on read tho Hungry getting bread bro I move like Simon said so We on the track like
Travis be What a travesty, a bunch of tiny kids mad and start sassing me I don't even need to speak back, I just pass to Teak Swear I feel like time is
Of action, a classic So ration ya sassing I'm passing ya wagon Jurassic a dragon Refashion glasses I flatten mansion I'm rapping I'm ranting I'm building I'm
But couldn't of forseen it how? I surprised, I mean wow , I'm an ass and a child, allways sassing off loud, Often stubborn and wild, sometimes I'm too
my sensei said it Sassing on the edit, duct tape it and forget it Shoe Goo gotta do when my kicks got shredded Getting all the tricks in Thrasher
You really brought me here to kill these niggas (kill them) Sassing with the goons (sass) We don't roll swishers Keep that pistol on me (woah), that 9mm
can't imagine No you thinking you sleek you sassing You don't know that I seen the reaction I can't imagine Just couldn't fathom I couldn't fathom I can't
I'm Master P The real attached to me Detach the leeches that's attached to me And lastly Had to kill this beat cause it was sassing me Brooklyn
really care long as Im getting these racks Told niggas quit staring I'm getting these racks Bro quit staring why is you all on my ass Sis quit sassing you
calls you daisy Pride up to his neck it was you he said he raising Capri, Stacy Restore your sassing Pin it on his calls call him dick Steven crazy
he a savage I be spitting all this acid Whip the stick cause you was sassing Bruise the skin up with a passion Wipe the blood up with a napkin Grinding
don't be motherfucking sassing me I stay on top of the bread like I'm sesame All this sauce you can not have my recipe Nigga it's Battlecreek Road till
on occasion Girl what you saying need you a passionate night Hand round ya throat for that sassing you like Hand to God if she ain't asking for Write I swear
let it be felt Riding around town and we be E-classing Action, no word, we don't need that sassing Started with one, but a group be massing Looking
I... need the cheeky grin from sassing I'm starting to miss the morning farts I really miss you my Haga I miss your eyes, cuddles, sass and smile Your
and she put him in the corner, Sister told papa when he got home, "Papa, papa, he's been sassing mom." Papa looked at brother with fire in his eye.
why you sassing don't you know that is my line Don't you see the blushing on your face you know that I'm divine, yeah yeah Uh, what he does for you I do
agree My classes aren't a cake walk, light as snacks or treats Warnings lead to recordings, so, stop sassing Dee Or I'll snap, get off the wall, double
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