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a rapper, of course, never heard y'all
I just spit a punchline, so now I need a bird call
Hit your sister in the face with a Nerf Ball
I'm dealing with
barred from
I'm setting myself apart from rappers who use other rappers names
So other motherfuckers can watch 'em
It's as simple as this y'all niggas
Let's get em
Y'all know what y'all dealing with
Y'all must be in y'all feeling again
Y'all talking bad about me
Y'all niggas don't know when to quit
(Braveheart)
Made of steel, y'all bullets don't kill
We break outta jail, fuck the system
To all our black babies, boys and girls
We school y'all wit knowledge
I never thought about my life I swear y'all for real
Until my best friend jill got killed
And then I dropped to my knees and called on the lord
How y’all starting Bryce hall
He ain’t even do shit
Keep talking abt Noah
We know he got a long neck
Josh Richards could fight tho
I saw that nigga
time to deck the halls
Feliz Navidad, fuck summertime
Cause summertime ain't shit at all
So Merry Christmas to y'all
Merry Christmas to all
Josh, wrap up
toes to step on
And one to build a rep on, y'all got me fucked up
My crew stick bitches like you, for acting stuck up
Methods like that y'all, when I
(tell 'em girl)
Hey yo, my rolls be Liberace
And my bedroom is off the hook all day, designed by Versace
Y'all just watch me, this is how I blow up
Good morning, midnight. This is DJ Crash Crash, and I'm here at the Dark Park Metal Shoppe getting my chrome polished. Y'all here know why we're
Y'all bitches don't want beef like vegans
I don't have a care and if I do I take care of it
Haters dead waiting I ain't with that pall bearer shit
ain't yours
I know y'all poor, y'all broke
Y'all job just hanging up clothes
Step to me, get burnt like toast
Mothafuckas, adios, amigos
Hop, hop,
sometimes man ridiculous
Life can be sometimes ridiculous
I'm so appalled Spalding ball
Balding Donald Trump, takin' dollars from y'all
Baby your fired,
Now ya'll trees in the winter, nobody can't leave
For all those that was doubtful I got a scalpel
And a mouthful of vowels to make a party stampede
O.P.P., how can I explain it
I'll take you frame by frame it
To have y'all jumpin' shall we singin' it
O is for "Other", P is for "People"
know all bullshit you know. they say slavery has been abolished except for the convicted felon yall need to think about that. that lets you know what
bout to go down, who ready for the showdown?
Which one of y'all wanna be the first to get tossed in the tussle
Buckle, choked up by these muscles and,
like them light skinned girls
But that dark skin I love
Chocolate girls stand up
This is y'alls anthem
Talking about hips
Talking about thighs
a little party, call a few friends
It's about to get fucked y'all, this weekend
Time to get loud, let the music flow
Kick off your shoes and just let
(OCHO got the drip)
(OCHO AOK baby)
(Aye, aye)
(Wait, what?)
Y'all dead to me
All y'all n***** dead to me
When y'all n***** said y'all cared for me
Ladies and gentlemen, Kelly's back
Told y'all I was gonna bump like this
Y'all didn't think that I could bump like this
Said, I told y'all I was
niggas all hypocrites, y'all know what this shit is all about
Hunid dolla, hunnid dolla bill, real, uh
Her voice is full of money
He's a crook, George
on it get it
Gonna get it on
Gonna get it on
Gonna get it on
Gonna get it on
Yo, some seek stardom
And forgot all about Harlem
Yo, fugess
Rock
I'm wit'a bad bitch
With a black glick and it's plastic (Glock)
See y'all niggas been talking mad shit
And till we catch u stretch u like u elastic
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