| Wake up, take all the dope in flat and
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| Put it the blender — brain shake
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| I got no time for the make up and shit cause I know that
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| Today I’m gonna make it
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| I got the move move move move
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| I got I got the move which fucks with the gravity
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| I sold my soul for I’ve overdosed my body
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| I’m on fire cause
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| All eyes on me
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| My sweat smells weed
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| My memories ripped
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| Blood on the floor
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| Two broken ribs
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| But I’m dancing like a queen
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| Killing it killing it killing it killing it
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| Killing it killing it, until they watch me
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| Killing it killing it killing it killing it
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| Killing it killing it, until they watch me
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| My body is a tool is a tool is a tool
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| They said my joints got the limits — they are fools
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| Freaks got no feelings
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| Freaks got the groove
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| Best lips in the hood
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| You’re like kid a kid in the wood
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| I’m like a tiger in the room
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| Lord — I don’t need your grace
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| I just feel you closer when I’m dancing
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| Lord — I don’t need your grace
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| I just feel you closer when I’m dancing
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| Lord — I don’t need your grace
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| I just feel you closer when I’m dancing
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| Lord — I don’t need your grace
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| I just feel you closer when I’m dancing |