Space
Kapital
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Whippin' this shit up Keep me the heater Imma let it spray Come over my way Whippin' this shit up Keep me the heater I'm gon' let it spray I'm with the Nina Kickin' the feet up Take her to outer space Fuckin' on the teacher Fuckin' on the bleacher Finish all over her face You want the feature But ain't got the pita Motherfucker no way They said that I couldn't do it Had to go and do it to make 'em look stupid Now who's clueless Filled with delusion Told me that I'm following an illusion Rap game fluent Stackin' blue chips Meant to say I'm stackin' all the blue bills Flow too cold must've thought I was too ill Back to back, I never get 2 L's Never take L's cause I'm winnin' I stay grinnin' Hard to stay away from the sinning It's okay if you're whippin' Talkin' bout whippin' in the kitchen (uh-huh) Motherfuckers need to listen Motherfuckers need to sit in Motherfuckers trippin' On the beat I get to pissin' I be pimpin' Gettin' rich and fuckin' bitches Givin' dickings Motherfuckers get caught slippin' I be fuckin' on the bitch I be cumming on her tits She be cumming on the dick I'm just cumming on her lips She be coming on the trips I'm just stackin' up my chips Better put up your fists I'm just makin' the hits, okay Sittin' in the bean bag Come into the music You know that I been that Motherfucker don't even need a pen pad Running up, in that pussy I'm in that Fuckin' up (fuckin' up) Whippin' this shit up Keep me the heater I'm gon' let it spray I'm with the Nina Kickin' the feet up Take her to outer space Fuckin' on the teacher Fuckin' on the bleacher Finish all over her face You want the feature But ain't got the pita Motherfucker no way Knew I was special Keep me the beam Feel like I'm Piccolo No instrumental Keepin' the beats Feel like I'm Dre in this hoe Motherfuckers hatin' on me You know that they nothin' but some Jigalows I'm buying and selling In the store need to pick for low Take her to the Island Coney Told her to bring a friend for my brody Twin M9s like Zack and Cody Keep it on deck, you know me Thought it was Christmas The way I'm sneakin' down the chimney My music gets applause while you get Jiminy F*ck on that bitch, turned out I had epiphany Cause I'm the greatest I am the epitome Perfect example of what you should be when you try to flow I'm kinda like the green light, the way that I'm always on go Uh, Whip up the stove Keepin' the pole tucked Motherfuckers froze up I'm finna blow up (like bomb) Whippin' this shit up Keep me the heater I'm gon' let it spray I'm with the Nina Kickin' the feet up Take her to outer space Fuckin' on the teacher Fuckin' on the bleacher Finish all over her face You want the feature But ain't got the pita Motherfucker no way
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