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One up
Never if the sun up
It's all love the gubs see you come up
It's like a jungle never know what's run up
We just wanna live forever the thumbs up
Barcelona, no stops got the up
phone in case the cops pull the gun up
Artichoke, soft, my thug tough
Garçon, bring a cup of young drunk
I ya boy baby, you got me fucked up
Wait, let me state it
the fuck up
Trust don't occupy space with dumb
Hush, fuzz got the bus bugged up
Shh.
Dirty like the on a dump truck
Birds snuck through the with nun chucks
rush, the whole party jump up
I flood nut on her butt

It people people
I love the way you love the people
people
I love the way you love the people
people
I love the way you love the people

From everywhere gather
Uh uh
Now, too playa, too for spoons
Got a, cause I fiend for structure
But cha, shooting at the and the moon
Screaming, the world
Cause that don't love you
There's a few dreams to
But if they don't let you keep your shoe
don't want you to suffer
And if blessed you can haunt each other
In a city of where the vultures flutter
Now, swings a convenient excuse
Seems gotta be something in the butter
Smother the fire before it gets
One foot in the grave the other in the gutter
Uh, any loose thing, if it ain't screwed down
It pray to my hunger
I take it back to my underground
Stay cool everybody, have an summer

people
I love the way you love the people
People
I love the way you love the people
People
I love the way you love the people

People from everywhere gather
Uh uh
Now
Bonus, me and my
Hoping you never treat me like I'm homeless
Unless it mean you about to see me with donuts
Or
Dominate the nomination where zone is
you thinkin, it's the reason we're in show biz
Work like a clown with the squirt loaded
Only thing being worse than lonely is dick
got around, and now we call you blow fish
You was in your own bowl of porridge
When I rode the ocean on the back of a tortoise
Never see try to act I'm gorgeous
Greasy mother fucker it party with the Socs
a picture of my penis to the POTUS
Roll my weed in the papers of some old notice
Is the police came a swarm of locusts
panky yanky doodle of America