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1: EP]

Cyn Santana with the dog everything honey
That's food for the sharks, shit, 'cus everything's
You big dummy, Scoobavelli we her
Copped the Louie, andouille and Celery Victor
Catch my side in the flicks by Richter
We out in Woodside, smacked off the
a Ganga in some Dennis Busenitz
Own the building and we got
Shit he copped a fleet of
next to Rashida Jones
To each is own, Kraft mac or Velveeta
We eat alone and make a toast to
Slurping bivalves of the east coast
The diet be, whatever we might be to bake
Himalayan rock salt with Tajima steak
Waiting 'til its
You a day late, shit, the namesake

And it boils, and it really takes not only a lot of
Who have uh confidence in their but
teamwork

[Verse 2: ov Fact]

A-yo I roll up, Nissan Juke color of
Niggas that your mother rebuke, in Duke
A fake alumni, shorty baking crumb pie
A big known to lap it up and leave a numb thigh
the Hyundai, high yella, she buys Stella's
And recently got her prescription filled for the
Nah, just Leave jowl the way it is
Your wattles hanging half as low as they say it is
Ok it is, tell you what day it is or year it is
But If Hopp was a beer it'd be an IPA
Got a wipey and tray for the ABDL
Is you my diapy bae?
Aye, It's like the words to a certain
We steady mobbing 'til the day that the curtains
My Word is shorty bobbing and flirting strong
Four in the morn when my nigga Lundberg is on
We