| It’s a movement
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| They got it looking like a circus out there
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| Look at these clowns
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| All these funny hats and raps
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| Lions, bears, scarecrows
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| Gimmicks acts
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| Crack straps
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| That’ll be jail
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| Best believe I’ll never go back
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| Fatskios, snitch niggas Rap CEOs
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| Cops with Glocks
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| Peanut brains, pistachios
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| Trashy hoes
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| Jump like trapeze artists
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| Niggas like myself lookin like
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| Look at these artists
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| Universal circus
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| Fulla clowns and cowards
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| Kissing niggas on lips
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| Nose opened, drowned in powder
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| World a girls
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| Most of em look like thugs
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| Doing curls and pearls
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| Sexing when they look like hugs, oh
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| Tell me now is that or me
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| Travel in groups
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| Usually two or three
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| Louis handbags, lipgloss
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| Big ass shades
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| Tight ass jeans lookin like the gay parade
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| See the awards, call the radio for a ticket
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| It’s the hip hop circus
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| Niggas in line to kick it
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| Hip Hop
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| Nigga, nigga, nigga
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| You, you ain’t, you ain’t this
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| Was a circus a clowns
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| Too many clowns and bozos with no flow
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| These homos need to go and train like a mothafuckin dojo
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| The flow’s cold and the mojo which is so slow
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| Think they hard but don’t know
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| They possin like a photo
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| Crimes got it twisted
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| These bitches far from vicious
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| They act suspicious
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| For instance just check their lyrics
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| The rap sheet ain’t somethin you write your lyrics on
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| You think you catchy too
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| They act suspicious |