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This shit bang too hard Oh What Yeah Aye Oh What Yeah Aye Oh What Yeah (Somebody called Sosa in that mo'fucker) Aye (Know'm sayin') Yeah (Y'ever feel like a superhero? Batman, Superman Know what im sayin' Spider-Man hah, The Sosamann Hah like a mo'fucker sweat On sauce) Hey Oh I am connected like WiFi (Aye) Hit the blunt and get sky high Smoking spinach just like Popeye Walk him down don't do drive-by's All on his neck like a bow tie Why do they hate I do not know why I ride with my nigga like four tires He said he'd wrestle got caught with a close-line Go get them racks and I put it in rewind Chill with the hunnas hanging a bia Be with the punters feel like i'm Eli This is a classic ain't talking bout Reebok He actin dramatic and I do not see why Put three on his chest they calling him an A.I Get hit with a bat they think that i'm A-Rod Lil nigga you wack with a day-job (Hey) (Know'm sayin', yeah man gonna tell a broke ass nigga take your prick ass to work Know'm sayin' be on time beat man, gonna get yourself some mo'fuckin' cash hah Know'm sayin' Oh Sauce HEY!) This style is unique Choppa is just like a broom sweep the nigga off his feet She popped her a perk dancer a freak, (Aye) Sucked me till I went to sleep The plug he a nerd got hit for some keys, (Aye) Quad banging on the beat I be with them birds they chucking up p's, (Aye) In the Glock got a lemon-squeeze Can't fuck with him he actor I bought me some shoes they made of pterodactyl In the jungle like the snakes when they rattle Niggas want beef i'ma smoke the whole cattle Shooting my shot, jump throw the alley I be with swoop made a play in the valley Don't want the bitch cause she living too average I cook me a nigga like burger-patties (Aye, Yuh) Cut off the nigga like Beijing And if you wanna show gotta pay me Don't jump in the water cause it's real deep And you claiming that you ball but you lil-league Lil-nigga you a pee-wee Your whole clique yea they pipsqueaks Denied me a bitch, I got it from Italy I told her bonjour I see the snakes, cutting the lawnmower Can't beef with a bum-boy I stepped off the stage they gave an encore An army like convoy I walk to the mall and started an uproar Get that money by lump-sums I counted up cash, it just make me want more Nigga want beef, your head we gon leave it cracked Seven-six-two's, it knock your whole ceiling back Posted on Instagram, no I ain't feeling that How you wan't smoke when you all on the internet ??? - remember that Don't hang with the rats they sing teddy pendergrass Treat him like a mat I step on his stupid ass And I got them guns like Iraq (Aye)
Writer(s): Anthony Denson, Blair Reese Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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