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Order now before the sounds of sexy soul get away Hey y'all, I got a great new album in the mail today Finer thangs, hoes like (Yeah) dough
a cover? You barely blinked once Scream into mics, lazy calling that punk Throwing shots, I won't stop til the beat is over Wrote it all by myself, ain't
criminal I talk With the street slang People talk but ain't a crew That we can't show up it's so tough The music hit's you harder than a hold-up I'll take
(Drop the fucking album!) (Bro, you've been talking about this album for months, when are you going to drop it?) (Seriously, si-six, seven months
a Nikon lens Zion big, I’m a icon here No telling when the life gon’ end so Too paid for a night off, ah yeah Hit a button turn the roof off Nike slides
initially Officially love and lust Accompanied by misery So obsessed with company Watchin' how you move, how you walk Where your compass be Even when you move
schreibe am Meter, zerstückel die Hater Und arbeite mehr als ich muss wie ein Streber Baammm - hier ist mein Album und bye Ich bin wie meine Nüsse,
floss mode The life of a boss player Fuck what you thought though My enemies deceased Die like a bitch When my album hit the streets Niggas can't
floss mode The life of a boss player Fuck what you thought though My enemies deceased Die like a bitch When my album hit the streets Niggas can't
And expect them not to know what a woman's clitoris is Of course they're gonna know what intercourse is By the time they hit fourth grade They've got
And expect them not to know what a woman's clitoris is Of course they're gonna know what intercourse is By the time they hit fourth grade They've got
to the pumps Had you floating in the ocean Now you trashed by the dumps Nifty fifty gang, I was raised in the slumps Pockets so fat like it's raised by
New album the twenty fifth so you better mark your calendar Shout out Drive By Og's remember
I fiend bub full of green shrubs And mushrooms, I bust rooms, open a custom To float across the ocean with verbal motion the notion is boasting I'm
you fuckin' with And watch all the snake bitches sucking dick I'mma legend in this streets, high as fuck, Al Green Sitting sideways, gone off that Isaac
at it, after mathematics In the home of drive-by's and ak-matics Swap meets, sticky green, and bad traffic I dip through, then I give you (still)
bullets like they made by kodak I keep it on my waist, I don't even show that Hollow hit him from the front, why he leaking out his back Now I ain't got no
hit it from the back Hitting threes like I’m green keep a hunnid on me yeah it’s in my jeans Doing dances on me while she throws it back Take you in
Just keeps reminding us of the struggles They start pulling up pictures Of us getting hit By dogs and firehoses and all that You know like, my daughter
show you where this dirty shotgun goes Mad like six green mean joe's If i'm a little crazy i think it already shows Because i talk about anything that
Tryna knock me down like you threw a late hit YK don't got time, I'm making all these songs lit Rapping on track 'bout how I got this gold Yeah it's
dir keine Sorgen, alter! Ich hab Graspäckchen da Ja, der Mac ist am Start (yeah), bring' dein Album nicht raus Steck's dir doch einfach direkt in dein
And expect them not to know what a woman's clitoris is Of course, they're gonna know what intercourse is By the time they hit fourth grade They've got
at it, after mathematics In the home of drive-by's and ak-matics Swap meets, sticky green, and bad traffic I dip through, then I give you (still)
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