| Like sands through the hourglass
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| So are the days of our lives
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| Take that out
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| That’s my chain
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| Talk shit at this part?
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| About how, like, «The world didn’t see it coming!»
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| This is my chain, gonna do that
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| This is fresh, right?
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| You didn’t know!
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| We’re not joking, just joking, we are joking
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| Just joking, we’re not joking
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| We’re not joking, just joking, we are joking
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| Just joking, we’re not joking
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| We’re not joking, just joking, we are joking
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| Just joking, we’re not joking
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| We’re not joking, just joking, we are joking
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| Just joking, we’re not joking
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| I’m so wild they call me Four Lokos
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| So loco, puede… do it for coco
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| Puff like cocoa, til I’m crisp like Coco
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| Bonobo, iced tea plus coco
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| Sunoco flow, no Pinocchio, no BP
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| Just beat me, meet me where I beat beats, drop street heat
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| I’m on the block like street meat
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| Call me Dwight Schrute the way that I eat beats
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| No beet farm, just pharm beats, smarmy
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| A motherfucker try to harm me, eh?
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| I scrap happily, smack a lil'-scrappy-type dude for free
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| Not for a fee, a Rockfort tee
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| Or maybe just a cup of tea, had enough of me?
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| I’m just beginning, finna be a minute 'fore the fat lady singin'
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| I’m swimmin', I’m crazy, I’m wavy pipeline
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| Rappers lack flow, now they’re trying to bite mine
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| Need like three life lines, three wives
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| Three lines of Vic or white, a night to get hype
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| Three types of Nikes, my four sides is spiked
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| My Florsheims is tight, your punchlines is light
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| The days of our lives, plus the nights
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| Catch me on the corner drunk and puking
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| Crazy stupid, Sami and Lucas!
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| That’s a reference to the soap opera Days of Our Lives, even though I was a
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| bigger General Hospital fan growing up
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| We’re not joking, just joking, we are joking
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| Just joking, we’re not joking
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| We’re not joking, just joking, we are joking
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| Just joking, we’re not joking
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| We’re not joking, just joking, we are joking
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| Just joking, we’re not joking
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| We’re not joking, just joking, we are joking
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| Just joking, we’re not joking
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| Yeah, see, quit smilin' and shut your silly traps
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| «These zooted brown weirdos is wildin', but they can really rap!»
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| They saw the cover of the tape, figured it’s pretty wack
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| Later on eventually admitted that it’s pretty crack
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| Snatched the beer can out your hand like «Gimme that!»
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| I’m all up in the freezer at your crib like, «Where your Jim B at?»
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| Couple dubbies in the swisher, dougies, and spare me that
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| Titty fat, jimmy hat, gimme that Similac
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| Chug it, cut it, print it, I think it’s finished but really black
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| Run it back, tell me if you’re feeling that
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| Ahem, wait a minute like Ray-J
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| My work is my play-play, every day pay day
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| Meet me at the mall, it’s going down: May Day
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| Get it? |
| Joke’s not the mall, the may say
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| The joke’s not «meses,» vajayjays
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| Hey hey, they say they wanna have my kids like Bebe
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| No way way, no, bebe, that’s eighteen years like 'Ye say
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| Too much to pay-pay, sweatin' me like Sheneneh
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| She say she gay, we mêlée, three-way-way
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| We’re not joking, just joking, we are joking
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| Just joking, we’re not joking
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| We’re not joking, just joking, we are joking
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| Just joking, we’re not joking
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| We’re not joking, just joking, we are joking
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| Just joking, we’re not joking
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| You puff herb? |
| Dawg, I smoke weed too
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| You chief cheeba? |
| Ay yo, dawg, me too!
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| Yo me, too? |
| You like weed, dude? |
| Me too!
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| You like smokin' weed? |
| I see you!
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| These rappers wack as the movie Wackness
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| They saccharine, but they not Equal! |
| Ohhhhh!
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| Ohhhh, no, called a cousin Sweet and Low, dude
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| Crossover numbers for brothas and white demons, too
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| We not racist, we love white people!
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| Ford trucks, apple pies! |
| Bald eagles
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| Yeah, Cheetos, Doritos, Fritos
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| Pringles, Kraft Singles, Slim Jims, Sierra Mist!
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| Butter Crunch cookies, Sour Patch Kids!
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| The block is like a mattress in the hood, I’m flippin' on it!
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| Flippin' in the ghetto on a dirty mattress
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| Over-30 actress, Bulova, Cau, Dalier, Chapstick, uhhhh
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| We’re not joking, just joking, we are joking
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| Just joking, we’re not joking
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| We’re not joking, just joking, we are joking
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| Just joking, we’re not joking
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| We’re not joking, just joking, we are joking
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| Just joking, we’re not joking
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| We’re not joking, just joking, we are joking
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| Just joking, we’re not joking (Heh?) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hahahaha Jk , by - Das Racist. Song from the album Sit Down, Man, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп