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i'm kinda like fuckin up
still walk with a limp like i'm tellin my to get up
shakin up babies and makin the spit up
you babies are maybe gonna get it ahhh up
might as well myself alone
i can't fight it my fist in a ball like i wanna punch a
did i get on
3 and i'm at it
5 pills i'm high as a motherfucker an addict
and an addict im addin to an already tragic
situation now im pacin back and forth in a
but i see everything in my future as
see i pen and my pen has got me at advantage
probably me in the hamptons up in a hammock
lovers im 50 my babies up in the hammock
rock n roll hop in yo 85 and lock and
i am a ima pop bottles with pots of gold
i am i am just a lion with primal soul
i am your highness without fine or designer
i am the on the stem i am not the rose
if pimpin was rippin i would rip the entire
i'm so pimpin im sippin dew a diamond bowl
9 to 5 i go
9 to 5 i go
money in money out, wiz
but i'm forever like the chiefers
a new applebum
you put me on bonita
a chainsaw brains all on the cleaver
killa oh my god yea im a godzilla
odd odd future odd past too
our tilla we me he the millimeter zing
see he the 22 empty crews
he's clean than some new shoes
meaner a prude
new hair tattoo big
yelawolf is on the track CHOO
i enter the intstrumental like a enema shit
you faggots aint gettin women lip clues
spittin shit
im ok why cuz im
cool enough to refrigerate a frigid ate
with my livin
by sittin next to
drop an ice on the mic
like a nice tea ice brewed
and take a nice shoes
damn right or take a for a nice cruise
cuz im
wait im a great
ima make
author
hearts ima take charge and play
hard to get ima
and shakes
stars to the
up and embrace me as a made artist
my pants got rolls with a rake and i it hard
for fakes and snake charmers who waste great harvest
i farmed it
tapes to a & r's
blazed this trail then i set sail on the main
hit the main
the game and i made
waves and artists
switch and bite and twitch and shake and rob and take like i garden
they hopin i see em i give em a pass and a pardon
you rob me and get for a great bargain
the least you do for the truth is pay homage
i see the cracks the its way common
im sick shit i may vomit
cuz im a great comet im pray mama
jesus christ ima this life's drama
to be the bloodline of the world i see
so leave me not when you speak of the son of a bitch
im rich in
color me what you
is my skin tone
black is my
red is the tip of the flame, guess what's burning
yela, and 333 is my fuckin