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Boosting My Ego

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Yeah, come on.

Black party will not pull up on the street though, letho.

Boosting up my ego, helo.

pilot anonymous i'm messed up this make it disastrous i can give a fuck about ad love affluence killing nemesis

treacherous ways fuck a dollar but i'm knowing that this crime gonna pay used to give a fuck then don't give a fuck

today.

New balance and new balances coming my way.

I'm Ludacris.

Tell these niggas get

the fuck out my way blowing money throw it up and watch it blowing away young moon i'll be

Up, up, up in the way.

Making bread while you never awake.

Take a bitch, then I count up the...

can't freestyle king niggas talk spit in they face been the man since i ain't grow up to

day five foes i could sling to the jakes never raised but i'm raising the stakes being good like the shrimp or the lobster

All the wharf and the top of your tank

Slaying weed to these niggas Pops, mops, drop bombs, knock on palms Napalm, eyes red, nine tails

Sippin' out the holy grail Storytell off a L Liquor got me thinkin' Fuck shit, that don't have

You already know I live to tell Gotta eat, this the last supper

Clouded mind, pre-thunder going in like my days numbered.

Niggas sleep like forever slumber.

Young Moon, number one stunner.

Roadrunner, chopper, gunner.

I got the trip like gunner.

you want from me and I ain't tripping should I keep it like a buck fifty probably dipping on the road to riches

Catch me if you can.

I ain't tripping shit.

I'm probably in that hippie van.

Move it quick, fast.

I ain't tripping quick cash.

talking about something we keep going get that get that zip pack keep that shit zip jack if you

talking about some money go ahead and get that where's that where's that young moon in the black all black with the

white too, probably just ballin' like the white too, I don't give a fuck one night who

Boosting My Ego von Moon - Songtext & Covers