| Let me call you right back
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| Ok
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| Whoa, what
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| What, what, whoa, what, what, what, what, what, what (Me)
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| What, what, what, what, what, where
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| Nigga, where
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| Sorry
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| Ok
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| Nigga, why you feel-
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| Said
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| Off top, bitch I’m rollin' (Rollin')
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| Can’t stay focused, I’m hopeless (Skee)
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| I want white, like a token (Tax)
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| Blunts stay rolling, I’m posted (I'm posted, yeah)
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| Catch you home alone, Macaulay Culkin (Ooh)
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| Matt Hardy, my gun, you getting broken (Pussy ass nigga)
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| Your bitch wet and she throatin' (Skrr)
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| My girl blonde like Goten (Shh, whoa)
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| Yeah, I’m waitin', ayy
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| Fuck these niggas
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| It’s no shade (No shade at all, baby, none at all nigga)
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| You can’t take (Easy money)
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| You know that, I’m grand prize (I'm returnin'-, I’m returnin', the-)
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| Ahh you know, I- (Gimme the fuckin' money, nigga)
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| Look, bitch, I got the sauce, and it’s wopped up (Woo)
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| Stocks up, I’ma slip and shoot a cop up (That's life)
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| They not us, I’ma make em put his guard up (Damn)
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| Jesus, hot sauce, with the cross up (What, what)
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| (All day)
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| I finesse 'em with a better body (Yee)
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| Fresh Prince, no prints on a severed shotty (Brrat)
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| Kill Trump, do 'em like Floyd did Gatti (It's no shade)
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| Man, look it ain’t no motherfucking shade, I’m just talking
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| You the one that got that liberal arts degree
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| You know I give it, I serve it, you know that I’m grand prize (Hahaha, yeah,
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| wow)
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| It’s no shade (No)
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| You can’t take (No, yeah)
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| You know I give it (Yeah), I serve it, you know that I’m grand prize (Yeah,
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| yeah)
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| It’s no shade (It's no shade)
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| You can’t take (It's no shade)
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| You know that I’m grand prize |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Germs , by - JPEGMAFIA. Song from the album Veteran, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп