Game Show (feat. Kendra Mars)
Rumple O'malley
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Hey, you there Right there I see you right there in the audience Come on down You cheesing son of a bitch Yo Im a mad motherfucker When my pot not sticky And my Glock not kickin And my niggas not with me Oil can with drip Trigger not sticking Slicker than a bitch No titties Big ass strap Put a whole in yo city Got big ass cap? I put a hole in your ceiling I'm on the map I put a O in them millions Get a few of them meal What a wonderful feeling Like damn Must've threw down in the kitchen Lost out my mater Off of Garcia Vegas Momma talked to them haters I was born to the throne Bend a knee for your grace John Snow in the cold I'm the king of the gate Zone for the dome Cause I'm breathing an eighth Won't play with my food Let me season the steak Wordsmithing Lift a nigga Its the reason I wake Its the reason you quake from the knees in a lake Tryna pump me nigga I'm the ease on the brakes Got a cool ass slice Lotta cheese on my cake Alright It seems we have another contestant Kendra Mars Come on down Mufuckin Martian Beam my My mission Body everybody We don't leave a witness What did you expect? I'm from Reeves edition Belly of the beast giving Ken Get goosebumps Fuckin' up the sauce tag in Give me two pumps Check it out All you niggas trippin', trippin Two stumps Body and it'll never happen like two Trumps, Or two terms What have you learned? Me and O'Malley Shit sick like two germs Bitches hate it when I win They gone feel a way Ask a writer whose line is it anyway Drew the guns that I carry Cause the price was right I murder beats Not black folks Wrong or right I have a rap bitch shook like Call 911 now Love of money is the root to all evil But everybody wanna be a millionaires Around the corner Tryna sell a couple nickels Got brand new ones But your pantry bare Single cell I should hit you with a sickle I spit cold fronts nigga You're a derriere Roll the wood baby Ride to the rhythm Journey to the moon Get carried there by Barbies and bad dreams You're caught in a lie Lost in the music We're moments in time Girl, let your hair down It's all in your mind Turn on the game show Where nothing collides Barbies and bad dreams You're caught in a lie Lost in the music We're moments in time Girl, let your hair down It's all in your mind Turn on the game show Where nothing collides I want twin banks That's a double mint Pack loud Ain't no subtle shit Huge trunked to put the duffel in Ben Frank and his cousins dem Sensei to the butt of them Cause I'm kicking ass In this cut of silk Politicking give us all the chills Dead presidents We loving them I've been taking what I want Cause I'm tired of giving Got that kind of living Opposition Thinking that Donald with em Trump the competition Poly lover Mari wanna mix in Let the ganja hit it Honest skills Lots of dollar bills Keep the scholars chilling With a pile of feelings That's undocumented Mad I got you in them Whole lot of pain When I open my eyes Whole lot of rain On the road when I drive Knowing that I came From the 4 in the heights Surprise O'Malley catwalk on the rise F*ck any nigga back talk on the guys Mcstupid Give them half off on the fries Flow overload Got the weight of a God Quarter of your grind Is like an eight on the eyes So you saying it's odd To have her praying to God While I'm laying the rod In a neighbor garage I don't cater to broads See you later and all You ain't breaking my balls If you ain't taking it all Leave her shaking and fall Meeting' Jake in the hall Am I covered for this Keep it state in the farm Put a stake in my arm Tried takin me on Got away my phone Seen her later at home Barbies and bad dreams You're caught in a lie Lost in the music We're moments in time Girl, let your hair down It's all in your mind Turn on the game show Where nothing collides Barbies and bad dreams You're caught in a lie Lost in the music We're moments in time Girl, let your hair down It's all in your mind Turn on the game show Where nothing collides
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Written by: Justin Lowery, Marguerite Mullen
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