| Oh la di
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| I get it in like Bomani
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| I done gone Bobby
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| And built me a bank
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| Can’t nobody
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| Embody Bonnie
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| I’m 'bout it, 'bout it
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| I body the whole lobby
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| And I don’t need a ghostwriter
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| My mind on fire like Ghost Rider’s
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| And if I go ghost, that’s more fire
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| On deck, like roast pirates
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| I cook up, release, book up, shook up
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| Stage
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| Look up release, pull up, pull up
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| Pay
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| Know the quality is guaranteed
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| All I do is cook up what I need
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| Luckily we got a common de-
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| Nominator, serving to the safe
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| Know I gotta keep it safe
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| Though I’ll never let it lead me stray
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| Same time, keep a sane mind
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| Sane mind keep a safe mine
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| Mine mine, keep it safe
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| People take, I ain’t ever seen a sane mime
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| I ain’t ever been Jemima’d
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| I ain’t ever made sweet
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| I ain’t ever been tamed
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| And I ain’t afraid to let you see the teeth
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| Flowers in the snow
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| All is just to grow
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| If ya didn’t know
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| Ya can’t say you don’t (anymore)
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| Oh la di
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| I get it in like teaspoons
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| All with a grin that’ll tease poon
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| I get the skins like teepees
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| But too many friends in the teepee
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| And too many chins on the tiki
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| Will put you in hot water like tea leaves
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| But ain’t no space in the tea bowl
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| If you don’t wanna get T-Boned
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| Put up, release, pull up, hook up
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| Ways
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| Took up what we coulda put to
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| Gains
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| Highest quality ain’t guaranteed
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| If I never cook up what I need
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| I just got addicted to the sweets
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| Used to only get a bitter taste
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| Used to only chase for the chase
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| I ain’t ever make it past the chase
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| Whole-time, what my time fo
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| A fine foe is a Typhoon
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| I done flown into Typhoons
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| So much I’m a finephobe
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| Oh it’s priceless to focus
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| Ain’t no progress that’s free
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| Depending on how you frame it
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| Ain’t no friend like defeat
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| Flowers in the snow
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| All is just to grow
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| If ya didn’t know
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| Ya can’t say you don’t (anymore) |