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bitch, put the dick up in her belly
I ain’t gotta push a button, bitch I been on
I be fucking on shorty with my Timbs on
I’ma Don, I’ma King, you a lil

Pushing all my buttons and i'll blow up,  undo it
Leaving out the back in a buick, we flew it
Rewind time just to zoom in, move it
Lucid, im

push-button start (Believe me)
I'm bout to get them three letters across my belly (Across my belly)
Before and afterlife chapter like I'm Makaveli
Tarantino

she's out of it 
Shawty help me out a bit 
I see like 10 of you my belly bouta flip 
Down 
And I'm getting kicked
Out 
Shoulda listened when she told me

than me
These n*ggas out here started pushing button
So a n*gga aiming for they're belly belly
B. Picasso want the cheese bread dough so
I stay up in

And when she see your ass again

Fat fingers fumble with silver
Spoons earned for nothing
Too much twitter talk to be
Trusted with the button
Toupee cocked

Inspiration is for amateurs
I'm calling into work
Belly's got a rumble
Gonna eat some pork

Hit the pause button
Bacon and eggs
Need ta' waste some time
Are

Pussy hating in my DMs catch this pole
Flow switching but I only switch in songs
Keep it real In her belly I go raw
Talking shit but you asking for a song

degree
Still winning, I been the best I could be
I'm still winning, I'm in the belly of the beast
Rocking a show every day of the week
I'm pouring it out

interior leather on the seats
Fly you from L.A. all the way to the east
When you in my city that's the belly of the beast
You want it girl I get it tell me

Ah swear you no go hungry
No go hungry
Ah like it
When you touch my belly
Ah like it
When you touch my Head
Ah like it
When you Rub my Belly
Ah like it

keep the positive vibes
With the burner on my side
We seen what happened to Nipsey
Cant coexist with success its to risky
I push the button pop the trunk

it went belly up
You ain't lying when you say she played me
But I ain't trying to let all that change me
I ain't gone nowhere dog I'm still me - I'm

up
Woke up this morning, I'm hungry for trappers
My belly's big enough to feed on your nation
I came from a place where loving, put you in a coffin,

son!
glock 40 pon mi belly
pon drum
san tan full a blood cloth money cya done
new kids pon the block
betta up with the funds
Affi watch e singer push

Hook:
Miss Mary Mac, Mac
All dressed in black, black
With silver buttons, buttons 
All down her back, back
She jumped so high
And touched the sky

knuck 
Try run up and me pop off head  me pop foot 
Well steady wid eh zig make eh belly hawk tuh 
Gigs neven 3 laugh kill yo then we ask who 
Alright

Running in the belly of the beast and I am rockin it
Tryin to run some game I'm teachin everybody polishin
Gotta lay it out down I buss it down and they

You Doin?
(What is you Doin?)

What Is You Doin Blue Cheese Bags Of The Profit?
Push Button On The Whip No Walking!
Stash Device In My Skinny Jean

home
Put something mean into your genes
Put something evil in your chromosome
I crawl on my belly
Shakin' like a rattlesnake shakes
It's a piece of cake

doge it like a plane
Ill fly over
Fly in to a next place
And carry bra
Anything i step my foot in
Is my lane
Push my button's
I aint even got none
Since

I fit on flows
Hit flows like a drunkard at home
Touchy subject I know that I'm pushing buttons
Hit the repeat button too much so my computer is slow

Glistening hair, black liquorice 
Chocolate button eyes
Peer over the headlines of his newspaper disguise
Carriage gently rocking as the station

Authentic rhymes
To ball on haters who boohoo like Tony Bennett signs
You'll never walk for us FUBU don't have Extended size
Intestine buttons you'll unhide,