| I’m on my ballin' each and every day
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| Asian girls everywhere, UCLA
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| You see me babe? |
| You see me babe?
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| Asian girls everywhere, UCLA
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| I’m on my ish, call it
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| I watch these haters take they shots like they were alcoholics
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| «What is he wearing? |
| Somebody jack that fool’s steeze»
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| If I’m a faggot spell it right, I got way more than two G’s
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| N*gga I’m amazing, I’m a phenom
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| I’m assassin, I’mma kill y’all
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| Ma ma se, ma ma sa, ma ma coo sa
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| And this shit’s closed down cause I ball too hard
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| And I’m cumming on her face, have I gone too far?
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| I don’t know, who cares, I don’t love that broad
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| And it’s funny how these fake n*ggas always act hard
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| I’m a black star in a black car with a black card
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| They wanna knock me out
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| They try a n*gga
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| Realest motherf*cker in the game, like Tron n*gga
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| Forget these white girls
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| I need some variation
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| Especially if she very Asian
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| She got an ugly friend? |
| Roll solo
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| Can I stay at your place? |
| No hobo
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| Not my fault, man, these ladies love me
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| She’s an overachiever cause all she do is succeed
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| I’m on my ballin' each and every day
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| Asian girls everywhere, UCLA
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| You see me babe? |
| You see me babe?
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| Asian girls everywhere, UCLA
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| Send me naked pics, I’mma Tumbl that
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| I’m the shit, been the shit, f*ck a humble brag
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| Yeah I’m pushin' that, and her pussycat
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| I got swag out my ass so I’m usin' that
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| Texting with Olivia Munn, hopefully she’ll give me some
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| Or some Rosie Jones, man
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| Hoes is hoes is hoes, man
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| Racks on racks on racks, man
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| All I got is tracks, man
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| Sorry for my accent, but I’ve been practicin'
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| Everywhere ya go n*ggas blastin' that Gambino
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| N*ggas be like, «You ain’t know?»
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| B*tches be like, «You ain’t know?»
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| Met this fly Latino
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| Hope that she eighteen though
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| If she not, I’ll say that I got deep throat in Heathrow
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| I’m on my ballin' each and every day
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| Asian girls everywhere, UCLA
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| You see me babe? |
| You see me babe?
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| Asian girls everywhere, UCLA
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| Told me I was shit, but that shit couldn’t stop me
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| N*gga still hungry, black kobayashi
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| When I talk about you I hear a «who?"like Horton
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| I was born for this shit, you a rappin' abortion
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| Can we hear the N-word one day and not get upset?
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| Can we try something new and not be suspect?
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| I don’t really know, we f*cked up bad
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| You don’t wanna see my dudes when they get mad
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| I got a bunch of jackanapes at the back of me
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| That’ll lacerate anyone in the back of a matinee
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| And laugh while they masturbate all over your beaten body
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| Sick boy forever, that Suburban Illuminati
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| No n*gga, yeah we never stop
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| No period like menopause
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| No period like, „Oh shit!
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| Am I the only one you sleepin' with?“
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| Am I the only one you sleepin' with?» |