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Make me a sandwich
Hand me the plate
Then up and go vanish

Did you hear me women?
I’m not speaking spanish
Fetch the spaghetti 
Make it like Fieri

a day
Shit stay fly like up and away
Superman shit stupid dam bitch 
Oh pardon me excuse my language
These niggers solid as a soup sandwich 
Eh I don't

chicken still handle our beef
New sandwich kicking hold onto your teeth
Walk up to me legs out the socket
Get cracked like an egg folded like omelets

I dropped some grams inside a sandwich bag
Ask me if I trap or rap bitch it's yes (Yes yes yes)
Extendos hang off all the mags
If it's beef then you

matter how you flip it bread comes first just like sandwich
Just like a
Just like a
Uh

Nothing on and she don't get cold
By the way she move you know she

his sandwich
Sounds like an ordеr of a dead bitch
Put a Fent perc in his sandwich
Sounds like an order of a dead bitch
In the car, it's a four door

Ay
Any way you put it
It's a four Way Shplit
Head down, chips down
Clip hang below the wrist
Concrete on the feet
Chips in a sandwich
See I was out

She ate the sandwich with the mailman
She ate the sandwich with the mailman
She ate the sandwich with the mailman
She ate the sandwich with

a sandwich
What I can did
I didn't understand
Ouuu oh
Now I see you
Know that I see you
Yeah, you know that I see you
Know that I see you
Gave my everything,

your ten dollars
So I can buy a sandwich with your money
And throw it in the gutter
Oh, feed it to a starfish
When I looked at you in the bathroom mirror

was a rice sandwich
Now I cash out on a Bentley so forget a sandwich
The way I came up on a million they ask me how I do it
If her body isn't real then

So many people got dreams and soul
That's why we gotta to
Manifest them

This is not just a
Sandwich song
Just speaking my mind to
Existent and staying

they order the whole sandwich/
double ten piece/ (ohhhh)
extra crispy

ayyy/
Love it when the girlies come a knockin/
All up on my joggers poppa like

THE SANDWICH MAKER

ARTHUR:
Oh Lamuella,
In your forest my ship crashed from above,
Oh Lamuella,
For your people I make sandwiches with love.

My

Flowers, got my flowers, It's on my coffin
Goth gang, I'm introverted, Fucking call up Kanye
TEC Nine, hit the Nine mil dance, put diamonds in my sandwich

from Mexico
You're in the middle bro
Yes, you're in the middle bro

American sandwich
Tastes like a pro
I'm skimming the milk on the go

American

it's grimey rancid
Man gotta beg
Can u buy me a sandwich?
Trial after trial
I just try overstand it
Give thanks
That I've finally landed
Finaly here

scacciacani bullshit

Dropckick su queste bad bitch

tutti questi falliti dentro un club sandwich 

Fake mix, Ryal true shit

Voi bambini con le scacciacani

a fire crack

Beating this beat like it called me a rat
I got cheese in my jeans while my sandwich gets stacked
I got leave it to beaver on pause in

Too much intolerance
Too much incompetence
Too much mayonnaise on my sandwich

Too many governments making arms deals
Too many condiments on my meals

I'm destroying the sandwich, because it makes me mad
I'm destroying the sandwich, because it makes me mad
Yes it really makes me mad

Throw away

of rain 
It’s ok

But my silence is just a disadvantage 
I’m sticking on a princess bandage
I’m gonna stop to micromanage
Love is like a messy sandwich
My

give you a sandwich
But not any sandwich
I'll give you a knuckle sandwich (knuckle sandwich)

Yeah it's a wild world out there
The world we live in

to scam shit
Call up my cousin, you know he gone blam shit
Body a beat, eat it up like a sandwich
And we not together, can't go on my Gram bitch
My lil