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Uh huh.

Yeah, yeah.

ice cream with lots of caramel.

I just had an ice cream sandwich.

Yeah, yeah.

Three years.

Uh, uh, okay.

I'm the type to come in the game and just launch pain With a bronze frame and a tattoo of my mom's name

This industry has nothing to offer beyond fame Time to take these niggas to school LeBron James

Lesson one, I'm a bad teacher who gave the class seizures.

Smashed divas, stashed reefer in the lab freezer.

I found a reefer cordage stash in the back of the lab, so I'm in

Smoking gas, slapping the class preacher.

Bring the house down, you hoes.

Queen Latifah, I'm too fast.

Gettin' this cash, gettin' away.

Get your brain bashed, chopper gon' smash.

Hittin' your face, I'ma tie up.

Just like a shoe, my flow late.

Y'all niggas so fake.

Watch your face in my showcase.

Fresher than Colgate.

Niggas holds weight.

I hold weight.

Bottle up.

Rose, you know Rose driving with road rage for days off Xan.

She's trying to get paid.

And since the sixth grade, I've been great.

No sense saying my rent paid for days because my pen's great.

I smoke J's with two hoes that go both ways.

Funny how two plus two equals foreplay.

Speaking of foreplay, had that shit in the hallway with

me and my nigga juice world taking over the universe you knew it first got my mom

Chanel with the newest purse Birkin bag, never heard the accent What type of purse is that?

Something that's very fucking expensive I deserve to brag

I murder tracks.

This isn't mumble, it's murder rap.

Type of shit your grandma understand what I

Spend a half a million and go back and make some more cash.

A head trick up his name, you will get your whole life.

My life and my trouble passed Took the shuttle pass Hit the mall like I double cash Copped a duffel bag

Ten bands on my fuckin' ass That's a subtle brag High level, we be makin' moves Hit the huddle fast Break the huddle, get a sack That's a fumble on the

Not in my house, he look like Mutombo in the face Even spinning like a funnel cloud

Thunder like the Wizard of Oz, neither way we carry him away.

Uh, carry him, then bury him, barbarian.

Be for anybody, even if you vegetarian.

My flow on Ebola, your flow just need clarity.

on these chops.

It's embarrassing.

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