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One up
Never if the sun up
It's all love until the see you come up
It's like a jungle never know gonna run up
We just wanna forever with the thumbs up
Barcelona, no stops got the up
Smart phone in case the pull the gun up
Artichoke, heart's soft, my tough
Garçon, bring a cup of that young
I ya boy baby, you got me fucked up
Wait, let me it plainly
Shut the up
Trust don't occupy space with dumb
Hush, got the tour bus bugged up
Shh.
Dirty like the wheels on a truck
Birds snuck the security with nun chucks
Adrenaline rush, the whole party up
I nut on her sponge butt

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

From everywhere gather
Uh uh
Now, too playa, too for spoons
Got a, routine cause I for structure
But cha, at the ring and the moon
Screaming, fuck the
Cause that girl love you
There's a few dreams to
But if they don't let you your shoe strings
They want you to suffer
And if you're you can haunt each other
In a city of ghosts the vultures flutter
Now, mood swings a excuse
Seems there's gotta be in the butter
Smother the fire it gets discovered
One foot in the grave the other foot in the
Uh, any loose thing, if it ain't screwed down
It becomes to my hunger
I it back to my underground bunker
cool everybody, have an awesome summer

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

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