| Sweeney Todd, cut throat
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| Fuck a bitch, one stroke
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| Money by the butt load, truckload, fuck folks
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| Nigga get a tug boat, roll my girl a death threat
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| Could have been a love note, man she really love coke
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| Man I really love smoke, gettin' throat watchin' Love Boat
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| Throw her overboard to watch the love float
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| I’m my tiptoes, busted on the lymph nodes
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| Raunchy ass nigga, I’m aways telling dick jokes
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| Grimey little nigga but I’m in here with the rich folk
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| I be dumbing down for the smart folk
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| Started eating healthy with my olive oil artichoke
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| Got a foul mouth, I need to eat a bar of soap
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| I caught a Baska the last album, the bars are dope
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| Leave your feelings bankrupt, her heart is broke
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| Tear spots on my Polo, Marco
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| Then I disappeared like Donnie, Darko
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| I’m on another portal
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| And yes I am the man but Nacho’s no mortal
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| Gave bad breaks, yeah we smash hoes
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| Never been a pussy, always been an asshole
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| Gave her the Vitamin D, minus the tadpoles
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| I know she read me, that’s what the tag for
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| All white Bo Jacks, 'coming bow and arrow
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| And you can chase the pharaoh right down to my marrow
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| His eyes in the sparrow, dead eyes like a scarecrow
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| My eyes on the red bone, her pink eye narrows
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| Nigga I can smile, I got killers on the payroll
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| Walking in the club like Belly with the Day-glo
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| How you gonna win when you in a Winnebago?
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| Squares stick together like a bunch of fucking Lego’s
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| Got squares in your circle like a bunch of fucking Eggo’s
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| Your bitch wearing Baby Fat, your niggas in Ecko
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| I’m on another level, you ain’t fucking with my mental
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| Truly I’m that moulie, I be fucking with that daygo
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| Truly they unruly, they be fucking with that yayo
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| To serve it up in they nose, and everybody they know
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| 'Til they nose clogged up, someone get the Drano
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| I’m your Uncle Jesse so fuck John Stamos |