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Song Lyrics:

(Varity) Ya already know me skip the introduction Hatin on the hommie bury you six feet Lower pricer and more save me the pep talk Standin so tall I’m that nigga Snoop Dogg My bitch high heels made of glass Cinderella I got that cow skin you can’t tear me leather jacket The game is getting tougher I think I need some steroids Niggas keep their guns blazin ever since I came on Busy eatin cocoyams Ima let the chips burn Niggas walkin so slow you could swear shit worms Niggas speakin swack words they deserve a sick leave I be coughin all night (coughs) I make a sick leave Bars always 8 but I gave birth to 16’s Call that bitch Tinashe Ima need a Baywatch I just ate ma parmalat I swear I got an appetite I’m that flyin tiger (yeah) recognise ma puma (look) Raaaah (Eez) This that typa shit that makes you trap on it And this that typa shit that makes you dab on it It got me flippin somethin I jus wanna rap on it Which makes me snap on it I jus wanna dance on it I got those typa flows intoxicated overdose I see these niggas hatin got them trippin over hoes I got ma niggas rappin something you don’t even know You motherfuckers don’t even know with it don’t have a clue Shy G bring that beat right back I think I got somethin to say Oh wait! Jus a sec Lemme say it at the backseat I be lookin like Brad Pitt takin the nasty shit Nobody doin like this, nobody rap can in it like this Nobody can snap on it, dance on it while is busy on the verse Eez RaPoetic on the verse nigga (Uhmmm!) I’m out (Wel C) Wel Cee my name, the introduction of the flame Out of the blue, I’ll make it through without a crew I got a big mouth, I’m bittin more than I can chew I fucked your precious sis and that includes your mama too I’m never scared of any hommie who pleads too The telescope I only say Jacob Zu I’ve destroyed the bars I cannot be the prisoner You’re a small boy I’m older than your ancestors I’m addicted yes indeed I’m raptally ill I keep on growin when it comes on preachin fuck these bitches You stand on ma way I sent you straight on your coffin (Coughs) Damn they got me coughin, I haven’t had ma medicine so this shit is crackin It’s better off to die hustling than to die tryin The bars, they better off nothing to real That’s where I started dreamin big You tryna make me scared you think I’m gonna quit, the Bozza building his own legacy (Kid B) (Yeah) Listen this beat is sick I’m bout to heal it jus before it’s getting killed But swack flow niggas always bring in the game Glow tall niggas always bring make erryday (Eeeer!) I got em motivated use em as my first hair They hypoconvulent already heard my first verse I had em getting niggas smellin like a lickey I kill these swack on damn look em in the backstage None of them niggas got illusion of the first bae All them bitch niggas got illusion of the sextape So you the baddest but no you still gotta lotta do Since I’m the dopest nor do you I ain’t gotta master proof Release so many tracks boy I’m so proud of you But now you’re borin, Gahddamn I’m getting tired of you You talkin like you’ve got some hottest on your upcomin Feel like I can throw up (Uuuurgh!!!) Damn you disguistin

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