| Boy
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| Need some paper? |
| A pencil?
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| Shuck the oysters
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| Get the little mignette
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| Get the mignonette
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| Fil-ee, filet mignon
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| Ain’t that a bitch? |
| Uh, fuck, yo
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| Tilt the goblet, steerin' in the middle of the cockpit
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| Spanish bitch displayed up with some ostrich
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| Quinceañera freak dancin'
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| Grand Hills laced up with the X, Helly Hansen
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| Foggy night, hustle 'til the sun up, stumble in synonymous
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| Fuck around, found your leg by the Gowanus bridge
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| Over do it, send your penis to your mama crib
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| That’s what happens when you open your vagina lips
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| Only focused on the mergers and acquisitions
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| Commas on the counts, robbin' 'em like Yount
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| Well you don’t want no problems, I got the opera lungs
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| Andrea Bocelli hit the telly, lift my belly
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| Carve up the boneless stakers
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| Baby, there’s no mistakin'
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| My life is extra credit, sophisticated palate
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| Sweet, sour, salty, spicy, and umami
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| We eatin' oysters off of diamonds in Hawaii
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| With three— that play ball for the Liberty
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| Finish my second joint, I’m lightin' up the trilogy
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| Like E. Honda when he fuckin' up the Lexus
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| Luger arms, baby it’s all about accoutrements, yeah
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| Money, chap, I lost my everything
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| Got nothing left so I pity
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| I am, everybody’s nobody all night long
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| Holy shit
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| You guys did a beautiful job
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| May I ask if we could have another number?
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| It seems like something that should be played
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| You guys good? |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Accoutrements , by - The Alchemist. Song from the album Lamb Over Rice, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп