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cha’ heard boy, fuck what cha’ heard
Aye, aye, I got next, I got next. Gimmie head, gimmie sex
Make it wet, make it flex, make it clap, sound effects

the team

The roads in East was the coldest I've seen
Till I met this girl, she'll light up a street
Mean look, and by that I mean clean look
Hair check,

Look at him in the backdrop with numbers like a math sheet
Tune to drop d just to clap cheeks
Little old me, every verse a cv
And I heard you got your

cha’ heard boy, fuck what cha’ heard
Aye, aye, I got next, I got next. Gimmie head, gimmie sex
Make it wet, make it flex, make it clap, sound effects

and a bag of shrooms
I done had it, with all detractors 
Attack em with half a broom
They get mad, when I'm on that factual
But clap to lacking truth
I mean

like Embiid put it on the Raptors
She like her sex real nasty when I make it clap her,
Pussy sound like macaroni
Can't trust a bitch I rather stay by my

embarass you
Sorry bro but it's like that, there's no point
Don't fight back
When you on stage, they might clap\
When I'm on stage, they hype that
Can't

a cul-de-sac
Get a culted act
Candy coat the pack
Coca-Cola claps
Cultivate a cast
Niggas know I snapped
Load a older pass, this more than rap
HOV with a pad,

and blast
A couple power lines
Up your nose and choke 'em back fast (woo)
Clap your hands fingers pop
Stomp your feet
Down another jager shot and toss
It up

and hella weed
They ain't gonna stop us
You know that's our ass, we do the dash right by the Papas

Once we up the park, it ain't no way that they can find us

tooth get your face blowed off
By a 30 ot 6 from a nerdy white kid
From the stix I ain't really finna take no loss
Don't be trippin if I'm slippin in

In JB we trust, bitch, I came in clutch
Gotta stay by myself cause they know I'mma threat
I got Ben 10, on my wrist, yeah, it's bustin'
You ain't from

the back, blowin pack by the acre
CEO, hoe, all about bidness
Kill the kitty, I ain't leavin no witness
Coldest in the room, freezer in the kitchen
Pussy

Shit could pop off like confetti clap em' like congratulations nigga
Stay dangerous
The way you moving really got me anxious
You trynna' ride the wave

to do?
The feeling of getting no love, to all praises seemed overdue
Shined through fo' seasons, got a plate
cnd by the way, you busy quote tweeting, while

I still eat that pussy up
Then beat the pussy down down

Poppin a bean like it's 03
Bitches pretending to know me
Rather be here by my lonely
Spending

and petty
I said what I said
Don't fuck up the vibe
Just fuck me instead
Couple shots in rotation
Clap that ass
Need a standing ovation
Yea
Let's go

the neighbors all up
Hoes ass clap loud, now the neighbors all up
Shit, fuck we all loud, look at the two-step though
Don't leave your drink hanging around,

same savage nigga by myself or out the squad (On dat same shit)
In the nosebleeds with this Yoppa sling this bitch down from the top
Send my pits down

Badd

Richard Cheese

The Sunny Side of the Moon: The Best of Richard Cheese

2006

sleepy
And believe me, when I'm up in there I'm beatin' it
Givin' ya that Mike Jones' treatment 
I could tell by the way she walk that she got it 
Body

a mirror boutta million
Because of All this bad luck
W the duggas i be pickinnnn

He say he love me bc im dumb thick (clap)
Doing all that moaning

think I'm in a series
I hit it like I'm Judge till it's time for her to rise
Cruising over 60 under blue jay colored skies
Make them show their hand by

visuals closed
Blurry look around the atmosphere & honey clouds of pros
Rolled by the wifey in the stylish clothes
Ride or die fuck with me i fuck with you

a Spalding
I'm ball hoggin' ain't no pass
Throwin' paper at her
Like bullies in class
Azz soft as cotton candy
Gettin' slapped by cold hard cash
Strip club