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Calvin Scruby
Calvin Scruby
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Th3 R3cip3
Th3 R3cip3
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Corbett
Corbett
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sunzoo
sunzoo
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Wake up Wake up Hey It's midnight You know what that means Yeah Can I talk my shit now (talk my shit now) I was playin' two hand touch, fuck it up It's a hit now (fuck it up, it's a hit now) When I hit the road, do a show Hit a lick, then I skip town (then I skip town) Run up in the spot, no dancin' I make 'em all get down (make 'em all get down) Boy you better sit down Yeah, ain't nothin' fancy I'm still broke (broke) Cross town like Yancy, I will though They say I'm in a spot they would kill for I could put them in a wheel and they still won't (nope) I could prolly get a deal with Coke If I wasn't rappin' 'bout the past, back dealin' dope Got the offer and it's real low Over one mil' and it's still low They all corporate, they all cute in suits Ye on bullshit, with all that poop to scoop My shit goin' up, I go root to roof They don't like that, they want mute the truth They gon' switch sides, they go group to group They want shoot the shit, ain't got shit to shoot 'Til I go crazy, go and get the Baby Shark Then hit 'em with the du du du-du du-du-damn Big boy, you gotta shoot it with two hands Couple John Doe come through like who's mans? Blue ball now she blew it like two grams Everyone I lose abused a few Xans I'm right there on the edge of insanity Overlookin' Vegas, overthinkin' my vanity You been throwin' shade, I'm enjoying the canopy Everybody dies so I live out a fantasy, yeah Can I talk my shit now (talk my shit now) I was playin' two hand touch, fuck it up It's a hit now (fuck it up, it's a hit now) When I hit the road, do a show Hit a lick, then I skip town (then I skip town) Run up in the spot, no dancin' I make 'em all get down (make 'em all get down) Boy you need to sit the fuck down, yeah I don't even talk my shit now Unless I got a reason (now I got a reason) Everybody watchin' like Netflix got a new season (watch, watch) I'ma get rich, hit the dealership, get the new Benzo Bottom line, 3:16 like Stone Cold said so They bury me alive I was dead broke (dead broke) I've been livin' in a no flex zone (flex zone) 'Bout to make a move it's in escrow (escrow) Cookin' in the kitchen, my sauce like magic My pesto like presto (like presto) Off a little bean, that espresso (that espresso) Little bit of lean like I'm gettin' over chest cold Got no chain, know I can't chill 8 Ball got me feelin' like eight mil' Can't stay still, can't feel off a pain kill Got the lil' orange pill, not the DayQuil They fake with it, they ain't real They talk about bricks but they can't build I'm Frank with it, I'm Jake Gyl' I only sold gas, I'm Hank Hill Tank filled with the propane It's like a 10K grill, it's a throwaway (throwaway) They never ask if I'm okay, I'm never okay (okay) Everybody wanna cut, it's a dry vocal (dry) I'm anti-love, antisocial I'm bipolar, I'm bi-coastal I might buy one and go postal (bye, bye) Can I talk my shit now (talk my shit now) I was playin' two hand touch, fuck it up It's a hit now (fuck it up it's a hit now) When I hit the road, do a show Hit a lick, then I skip town (then I skip town) Run up in the spot, no dancin' I make 'em all get down (make 'em all get down) Boy you better sit the fuck down Why are you wearing that stupid man suit?
Writer(s): Dustin James Corbett, Calvin Scruby Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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