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Ya go beats, meats, son
I can't cook but a cook
I'm servin' to eat
I got stabs of jazzy

as I caught the fame of soul
Years after mama had me tell ya
I plugged for the
Which eyes to zoom in

Which put your person into
No longer Kelvin but the Posdnuos
Plug One, yo, I found fun in the of speak
On a naked sheet
Most by my dark brown self
Yo, you found some

More in my than in my pocket
But I's got every that ever sagged
I met hoes, met some girls
Did a that took me all around the world
Did a tour that me all around the world

I hit the but I'm shooin' it now
when the floor might have had a spine
Well, it's all bent
The DayGlo nigga gets the red mat
a roller coaster when your shit's burnt toast

Now Mr. Club knows your jam
your jam is tha jam
And a tab at the bar, my mindstate's great
No I don't drink, I sip the bobo

I kettle it quick
I the heave in the jeave
Tap it in the
my own understanding quick

Let me get the out
Think Mr. say the starlight
Is the star bright

I'm thinkin' how a nine and a blunt is a
But out the lights and some will go bitch
It was one MC one MC
Play the lamp post do the blow wit

Well, it's and it's alright
'Cause our birthday cake's external
all get graphic
People of plastic

Look at the shine wit my 50 eye
But when I got the eye patch, I hit the
I fame it to a name from Denver up to
And lovin' deluxe, she won't me in no tux
Nah, man I honor the style

Curious, curious, curious,
Curious, curious, curious,

Funny, funny how flies
When you have some light on the
'Cause the is the fickle
of fusin', I'm a use it

To the utilize the trickle the rush
But I play hush, while Titus is the grabbin'
As a fan will put the hearts to

Lush Dalea would hear the public
The way for Titus when he Blacked the Sheep
But as the Knee went Deep, too deeper off the
The album to black, that's when the amnesia starts

Curious, curious,
Curious, curious,

Hey boy, I watch that man, shit's all in
Should I shot it or
I saw no shinin'
I saw Big 4 go get

A flick was the moment
When the man
"Ain't you?" Yeah, I is I'm
Hush mouth fallin' in cog
Caught the being True dog

A of funk and I pocket that screen
In the scene or in
Gimme but a little bit of the
I mail my ass to the

I dig it, I dug it, I dig it, I dug it
I wiz it, I was it, I wiz it, I was it
Oh, let me switch it off
Because ya find some'll do it all, for the

jivin'