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Purrfect

Nickatina
man you can picture my perfection from the in the paper
get it popin its poppin
put the in the player
pick the player grab the
platiunum pearl packa
wake you up the mornin
you know wut im after
i eat spaghetti wit the tiger
and like to buy that my eyes is on
i politic im leaving wit the god of khan
the know me real well at the auto barn
my mercedez i past its supper bad
the color man hit you like a jab
where im at
i a gun to the hands of time
so i can out of endless rhymes
i sent you pictures of
its interlection of your
its something a model car collection
you hit em

ill get em
fuck a their against me
so spittin my its like a real deal mc
nothing attatched ill be to the game
im life long wit it they carry me away
everything i say so you wonder where the time went
situate the studio from all the grindin
see my life flash i roll the fast
i even find time just to sit and write raps
you like that
man the scratch i the north
im sucked in by the storm
i can take it a man
break down the fan
you hating the situation the hands

-Andre
playboy im from the
man aka bay
we let our hair to our shouldas
pictur
and hit the freeway the rollas
man laughin wit a mouth full of
by the qouta i thought i ya
its through the like HBO
my tires said the rest to go
man can you the perfection
its like a weapon a and wesson
you askin me do rappers go to
is that the
i keep it cold just mavato
you it down the middle like a fiddle me and sato
i like to walk wit facco 'cause she just like a model
my is like a love letter find it in the bottle
baby bubba
i hit the just like its rubber
dont weigh im bouts to up in my car and make you studder

uh you know on
yea top notch underdog challenger
manage to get by everyday of the
world traveler
pray when im
rolling up blunts taste like candy
im the weddin crasher drive the answer
been a g ima tell you put cash up
spittin like the last one im the summer
ever the 4 the 1 the 5

-Andre
man the 4 the 1 the 5 uh
man ima driv-uh
banna pie-uh
yous a lie-uh
i up in the choi-uh
man picture the
the third world filmoe chair 7
i was goin like im
the rap god me
and after day g
rock-a-bye