Rollin' in a golden Tacoma, the shit's stolen
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If that bitch tell on me, I'ma do a fuckin' drive-by in her colon
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With my meat, gotta keep it obsolete
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Like Chris Brown when Rihanna got her fuckin' ass beat
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Fuck Jeeves ask me for advice, if I'm not reading advice
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I'm squatting down, picking cracker bitches scalp for some lice
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Everything that I write is dope because the pipe
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And nope you can't have a hit unless you gimme the light
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We be burnin' dirty rocks with a light switch
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Bitch nigga, you about as hard as a dikes clit
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I'm goin' as hard as Bishop Eddie Longs John
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After I bought a Sidekick and sent that fag some nice pics
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They say I try too goddamn hard
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No shit, I want a Grammy you damn retard
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You can't be great when you settle for flea bargain
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Unless you're a thrift hipster bitch in a leotard
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Painless, Hodgy lost his motherfucking mind because the brain left
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Wolf Gang got the ink on me now it's banged out
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Box Logo hoodie, still haven't got the stains out
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Congress, ah yes, I'm fuckin' with the best blondes
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Um yes, I am now beating off to mom sex
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Raquel is wrestling a prom dress
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While me and Ray Charles have a fucking staring contest
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To all the step dads in here
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Triple six kids got you motherfuck scared
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Could be worse, nigga that's absurd
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Nigga I am at Pharrell's tryna butt fuck nerds
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This just in, Tyler the Creator and Justin Bieber
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Was just in the room flippin' Selena Gomez
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Go 'head, give some, pucker up
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I'll fuck her up until the kids come in, umm
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After Tron Cat I got the rat shook and I ain't even have a hook
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For the white kids to sing along
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I don't wanna sing a song, fuck that
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Now cyber bully sissies on my little sister's MacBook
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I got you niggas nervous like a pop
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Tryna ask a virgin how a vegan daughter where the cock goes
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Wake up, wash ass, go and eat some Rosco's
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Head back to the studio and munch up on some tacos
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When I was younger I was bitchin' in
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Now I'm coming quicker than the shit that's swimmin' in my sock hole
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When them teeny boppers ain't around so Johnson and Johnson baby lotion
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Bead on my Johnson till my cock swole
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Stop sayin' sick shit it's kinda old
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I'm a fucking Herpe in a coma you're a common cold
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Have you heard my brother verse on Llama?
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When that nigga's home, me, him and Hodgy gonna take the game and
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Get a stainless steel AK and aim it
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To the fucking referees head and put his lifeless body
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In a choke hold, uh-oh, these niggas is loco
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Best thing smokin' is all of the tobacco
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Still hard to be black well
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Malcolm X would be proud this white bitch is getting black mailed
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Blue wide cracker named Ginny, and skinny
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And Obama wanted change, I threw a couple fucking pennies at him
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Just a chip off the old block
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Chipped tooth got some dick off my swole cock
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Cause I bag bitches, she's a zip off the old lock
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And that's just a logo on the center of that old box
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Oh stop, tryna be me, kids will go cop anything
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That I put on from the gold watch to the boxers that I put on
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Probably cause I'm goin harder than erect cock dick through a botox
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Oh shit, you're as hard as senior citizens dick
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Oh fuck, don't slip break hips and pop backs
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Show some respect to old chaps with my left fist
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Cause I'm the next best spitting wreck thats left here
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That's my ex bitch, heard she's my next bitch
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Have you met her mouth? No? Oh that's my bestest
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Bestie, and she gets beastie
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And she's my favorite babysitter cause the children never exit
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I was taught to act my shoe size, I'm eleven and a half
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Cock the umbrella cause when I spit Seven on your ass
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It's gonna be mid stage Coachella
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Shake faggot ass keep hatin'
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But I work hard for the shit that I got
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So I still fuck 2DopeBoyz and fuck Planet Earth
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All associates can suck cock
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Steak Sauce
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