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I hate to say I hate this bitch , But aye okay , I dont do dates. Not even fries and a shake, Id rather chill at the lake, Let me take
First, let me start by saying I’m amazing ‘Cause I made it from the bottom of the basement, no abrasion With the patience of a winner, I’ll be
order for me to get to destinations I ain't never been befo I cant do no hesitating everything's a go Every day you gotta hustle to bubble like 7 up Never
and gentlemen Bob ross flow With a little extra melanin Drive by slow with the speakers And you can tell a friend Chi-ca-going to Kansas City I'm here again
This is where the DJ talks. Don't say anything, okay? Okay, eh? Cooo, loo, coo, coo, coo, coo, coo, coooo! Cooo, loo, coo, coo, coo, coo,
从头开始就没善他表面兔子却是狼豺 电话那头传来质疑声说lie lie everyone can talk about this e-pal bob and Mike i try day by day never say die listen this real shit called tom type wake up young
I rap about's factual up and down King Edwards' up and down Bastable Catch me on the avenue kitties by the Big shop kitties come from Faircross Robin
a party we throw When you leave, you’ll take a part of me home Yea, you already know that this Is not by accident We’re known to hit the road if there’s
Half yall talk that Bible shit, but Only God be the consumption, word This isn’t lyrical manuevery This is let me spell it out In case it get confusin
(shit) Bravetainment You know that shit is my call Let that shit echo like new rooms and drywall I'm like night crawl I'll disappear like Undertaker does
a gangsta These boys got you fooled, no they ain't gangstas Better listen to me man, that's his marketing plan For nearly three summers, I was known by
a gangsta These boys got you fooled, no they ain't gangstas Better listen to me man, that's his marketing plan For nearly three summers, I was known by
the hill Just glide, close your mouth and open the blinds Took the wings off a bird and let it float to the side Say (What?) to hear me callin Shoutin out my
(Spoken):|This is where the DJ talks. Don't say anything, okay?|Okay, eh?||(Sung):|Cooo, loo, coo, coo, coo, coo, coo, coooo!|Cooo, loo, coo, coo,
muthafucka comes up 2 me and says (Yo man, you oughta let me have 50 dollars man) (Can you give?) I said "Ain't that a bitch? you oughta get out of my face"
on stage yet/ Stay fresh, endorsed by We and Alpha Numeric/ if clothes are free then I'll fuckin' wear it/ Strangled the deputy when Bob shot the sheriff/
This is where the DJ talks. Don't say anything, okay? Okay, eh? Cooo, loo, coo, coo, coo, coo, coo, coooo! Cooo, loo, coo, coo, coo, coo,
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