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This is jammin tho..

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In bloody and muddy
Im bottles of bubbly
Run for cover,
This thing here b-bout to get
Under a submarine the kitchen cupboard be
Californication more than David Duchovny
You making my a double please
Serve it the knuckle cheese
Crocodile and some Buddy Lee Dungarees
Barney Rubble, trouble lover, something Hubble seen
Floating like a butter wing stinging a bumble thing
I love it when I hear them scream, eat it like a
Make you feel like your feet up on a trampoline
Dont be so deceiving with your eating fantasy
My semen is the meanest, when I plant a seed
Hatin on me, on me, wait for my decay
You gon have to wait longer, I wont ever go
Its like they you go to Vegas and most of it will stay
You in dirty with some herpes, is it worth the you pay?
You it little twerp, on the verge of something great
Til some lames in the game got in the way
Imma have to it over: James and D Wade
Its neither the Black Sheep, would you at David Spade?
Yeah Im to save the day, Caped Crusader, Super 8
If youre squeamish at proceeding I suggest you look
Yeah, it, best believe it when arena takes the stage
You need a lighter when I feed em a liter of
Teething a type of pain, 18 is the riper
It aint easy to fight the feeling when dealing hype and fame
Leading the life of caine, Ill leave him and swipe his
Breathing, nice to you
evening, glad you came..

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First of all, dont ever say a thing about the homie
Call a favor in and your dyke mother very lonely
You a phony doggy, shit
Know the flow
low, one-handed I control the whip
No reservations needed to get the
I walk in, the chef me Chef thats my label
? the oil, basil
Standing like a man in situations, get
A lot of hundreds in the jacket
Know I blast the rocket, you in the air, just like an astronaut is
Lack the passion novice, we on All-Madden
Old jackets, Navajo padded
Been a grown man since the day I was born, you and deformed
You sit at while I get paid to perform
Now we put em on the Greyhound, 85
Better choose bitch, you fuckin with some scholars
Old Impalas, jumping like Wallace
joints like a barbecue pit
Im sick, some would say retarded and shit
My mind sharp I eat garlic and shit
Swervin the whip quick, dick..