| Fuck a bitch, wipe me dick off with a cloth then preach a sermon
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| I’m a people person until we meet in person
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| See me lurking like whats happenin'?
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| A failure until I’m tappin' a Kardashian on the fappening
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| Staggerin', for the last of me cash panickin'
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| In a fixed price corporate world hagglin'
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| Greet the pope with a secret handshake
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| In a freemason apron with a black cape, late
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| Damn straight I’m wonky
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| If you want me, talk to the hand like Conky
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| Pretty fly for a honky
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| Le Coq Sportif joggies and Rockport
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| Come and mingle with the wrong sort
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| I’m cool like G Rap and Keith
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| I’ll crack a smile when I’ve got a mouth full of platinum teeth
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| Untill then we’re some motherfuckers like milkmen
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| Treat the battlefield like a chill den
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| Discussing women and wealth
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| Fuck everybody else, I dedicate this to myself
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| I’m the one, I use me superpowers with me glasses on
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| I’d be patriotic if I knew what planet I was from
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| Calm like an atom bomb
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| That Blah cold saggin' click times sweg equals I’m the shit
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| What you know about the 616?
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| I won’t lie, I climbed out the lake of fire, bone dry
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| I’m gettin' so high I live like I won’t die
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| Sweg x 2
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| This shit’s rare like a good bobby
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| You’ll never catch me riding dirty if I stay still with drugs on me
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| But I’m stumblin' round like a drunk zombie, ungodly
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| All this belligerence could become costly
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| But I don’t give a fuck oddly enough
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| Looking like a God in my scruff
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| The kid’s a bit slow
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| It’s what’s on the inside that counts but I can’t do mental arithmetic though
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| So, did you say something of important Trevor?
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| Course you never, gawking while you’re talkin' clever
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| 616 DVL GNG maniacs
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| Slappin' Satans back like it’s okay mate relax
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| Dumb, playin' catch with a hand grenade
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| So effin' kewl like Brandon Wade
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| Cold saggin laid back like a Valli'
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| Hatari don’t dilly dally with the umbwa cali
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| You’re fucking with the wrong Lee g
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| I’m only drinkin' if the Dom P’s free
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| Outside the box on some Tron 3D
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| Trippy like an Astral Black long sleeve T
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| Pour the last cup and toast to me bad luck
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| I’d be a stand up guy if I could stand up
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| Why oh why? |
| That Blah cold saggin' click
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| Times sweg equals I’m the shit
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| What you know about the 616?
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| I won’t lie, I climbed out the lake of fire, bone dry
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| I’m gettin' so high I live like I won’t die
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| Sweg x 2 |