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You're just a flunky and your music's far from funky Your lyrics could be said by a well trained monkey You know me, I get it in with mad OT With the pen
feet Sacks to peel, rock that body In the club by 10, 'lil mami you're tardy Wanna play cops and robbers? Mami you naughty Yum yum out, yum yum bad
gone go to the club with the poles Inna shuttle Been having my way but I gotta stay humble They ain't trynna see a nigga shine Bad lil bitch you know she
of ten, will make it right Pullin a bird, in the back of a club, Mind control and hypno guarantees a rub But back at her place, the temptation is strong,
wanna stop us 'cause we block hoppas, plus we cop droppas By the day but the night we just cock roppas Tryin' to catch a dime, cat nights and fat Let's
I have no fear for 'em (H) Hector Morejon, he was unarmed The cops shot him dead, he cried for his mom (I) India Kager, the navy vet
open up the package if your shipment come a day late I just beat a rape case, groupie bitch I never fucked Tried to give me ten for some pussy that I
of the old ghetto brother club is Still silent, and when I see that, I get Shivers up my spine Depressed or lazy, a little of both Still astonished a how they
the accordion I'm makin' up a story just to lure em in (Listen) Quarter passed 10 she's ignoring him I'm sure of it Mortified and tortured by the morning minds
Yeah-yeah What up, Gabe? What up, Hunter? The Culdesac Club (yeah) The Culdesac Club (yeah) It feels good to be back Woo Feels good to be back (yeah)
the accordion Im makin' up a story just to lure em in (listen) Quarter passed 10 she's ignorin' him I'm sure of it Mortified and tortured by the morning minds
with Brad at a club last night by saying "Is it". Thou shalt think for yourselves. And thou shalt always... Thou shalt always kill!
bout a bitch she fucking on gang Got a fye in the club but it cant stop raining My name not chase my fake name James My bitch so iced out look like igloo
of me as funny I would buy exotic things Like parakeets and monkeys And go to funky clubs And ballets and plays And buy myself a tank Just to stay Locked
the Mission who Rose to expose your tarot And stop the ball club kids on?stoner? (How about a little fire scarecrow) But brainiac dumb dumb, bust the duck
heard me We still on, we still ridin on chrome, we still pullin up Verse 1 (Foxx) I pull up at the club VIP gas tank on E but all drinks on me (wipe me
mesmerized by my wrist When I step in the club, blingin like this While the bass pumpin the tweeters hits Hit to the ear tryin to work my twist Hey
którzy poradzą sobie z werblem Którzy poradzą sobie z tremą, którzy poradzą sobie z hejtem Którzy, dadzą sobie za nas odciąć rękę (tak) Ponieważ co by nie
exceptions Marked like a bounty by haters soft as bounty Calmly entered counties in scenes like Robert Downey *Junior* Layers surround me, strapped
Monkey on my back, I gotta build an almanac I got the solution, they can show me where the problem at If a joker's loco - put him in a choke hold Show that
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