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Whoa whoa whoa, what do you take us
Whoa whoa whoa, what do you take us

I'm a phenomenon. And I gotta pain in the Octagon
When I wanna game at a soccermom
I get it quicker the left lane on the Audubon
Fast; like Ramadan - and I battle young all the damn day
I'm getting nekked and I'm hopping on a ball
So hot I got that a la flambé
I go to Miley's house. I see Miley's home.
I play ribcage with my dick like it's a Xylie-phone
Yes, that was fucked up but my skills are highly honed
And if I was highly hyphy I be more widely known
la vie. Better pay my fee
They kick it in in a Patagonia jacket,
They get it in the Bay in a white tee
Hey mami! You a PYT!
Wanna see me speak? I go (go) go (go) go (go)!
Every time I get a beat I know I beat it up,
I bend it then I break it I chop it and I eat it up,
And PETA would never approve of the way I've been the music,
I bleed it, I it, I kick it to the curb and then I'm sipping on my bourbon
I be freakin it doing it, it moving
I'm picking apart the muscle I'm thinking about the hustle but I'm nice. Nice!

Whoa whoa whoa, what do you us for?
Whoa whoa whoa, what do you take us

I'll the freeway median, I'm savage
'Cause my is that I'm meaner than the average
Like my teacher me when I heard the crowd applaud
I thought I was an atheist I realized I'm a God
It could hurt a bit, I murder shit
In a moment I'll be tying off a
When I em and I hit em in the sternum,
I don't even gotta enter but I'm gonna win the
That's I'm all about. Do what I gotta do and never gonna pout
And I hope it woulda been the end of it and I'm out,
But they never tend to gimme the of the doubt
Ever I was a little I kid I know that I've been looking for
The hot hot spotlight and if you really wonder what I think the competition,
They not not not tight
I been reading my scripture. Every photobomber be in my picture
And ya betta bet I'm living every single day like it's the Catalina Wine Mixer
bing bada boom, when I walk in I'm the king of the room
And I get it locked in like a in a tomb,
When I spit a toxin and they on the fumes
'Cause I'm in the nick of time and attacking a fickle mind
I'm a jackal rip his hid I'ma tackle him, pick a fight,
I be set to bite in the black of the bitter night and I'm out. Poof.

whoa whoa, what do you take us for?
Whoa whoa whoa, what do you us for?

whoa whoa, what do you take us for?
Whoa whoa whoa, what do you take us

(Whoa whoa, what do you take us for?)
(Whoa whoa, what do you take us for?)