| Space shit, space ship, bitch, fuck relationships
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| Space swag, NASA gang, all black space whip
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| Red diamonds on my neck, same color planet Mars
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| Yeah niggas, spaced out, so I call my diamonds stars
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| My flow is no gravity, so I ain’t got time for bars
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| Doobie got me floatin' bitch, I ain’t got time for cars
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| If I see a bad bitch, gotta show the hoe the cash
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| Bitches hate broke lame niggas, so they hold my swag
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| Mack shit, pimp shit, all these hoes ain’t shit
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| Got to think about money, can’t think with my dick
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| Trap niggas sell ya bricks, real bitches sell pills
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| Chopper make 'em run fast like they on a treadmill
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| Young nigga 19 I’m still off a punchline
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| City of Miami where they bang hard like drumlines
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| Burst .48, niggas snitchin' to the one-time
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| Rest in peace Jitt, yeah you only live one time
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| You know what’s happenin' Spaceghostpurrp, in this motherfucker
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| This the mixtape, nigga
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| Shoutout to all my niggas my niggas, in their hood, nigga you know what im
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| saying, know what I’m sayin
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| Real niggas be like «Ay, Spaceghostpurrp be 'tarded as fuck, but that boy be
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| goin' in though» |