Weather Report II

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BuckNado

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There appears to be a massive hurricane forming in the east Atlantic
Off to you, Nado
Yeah, it's a Weather Report
BuckNado be rappin the Weather Report
Yeah, it's a Weather Report
The Perfect Storm, issa Weather Report
Yeah, it's a Weather Report
BuckNado be rappin the Weather Report
Yeah, it's a Weather Report
The Perfect Storm, issa Weather Report
Nado, issa weather report
Imma forecast for better, for worse
I get too hot with the sweater and shirt
Leaving him struck, he be dead in a hearse
Squaring against my competitors first
Pain is a blessing and pleasure a curse
Love is cyclonic whenever it hurts
Weather can bring us together for sure
It's 75 and the low about 50
The hurricane winds be moving me swiftly
Chiefin one more in the storm out of pity
Finna get me a bottle, I'm back in a jiffy
Started with ten tracks, now I got fifty
Visuals gettin a little bit trippy
Writing my lyrics, I'm finna get picky
Sliding in with the transition
Sun God on the beat go Ra Ra
Imma laugh to the bank like haha
Finna abracadabra, ta da
At the peak of my game like top dog
Revealing my soul like voila
Speed race when I rap, I'm a hot rod
I'm eroding away, should I rock on
But as long as I'm present, I'm not gone
Everything is meant to be, it's meant to be
I'm a weather man, it's meant for me essentially
2080, I'm a century with twenty three
Taken off in a mental penitentiary
Take it from Elsa, let go
Getting on track and I set goals
Put another rap beat on the death toll
In a year, I be growing by tenfold, yeah
Blowing a hookah cloud so big, it be a cumulus, yeah
I'm with the Nado in the studio, joking and humorous, yeah
I ain't a rookie but when we together, I ain't be new to this, yeah
Dunk and shoot, I'm making two assists, yeah, lyricism getting ludicrous, yeah
Cookin a chicken dinner, homie I feel like a winner winner, yeah
Writing this in the winter, I ain't be cold like it's mid December
Homie, I been remembered but it's half a decade and I'm still beginning, yeah
Tagovailoa, Waddle on our jersey and now we be twinnin, twinnin, yeah
Hearing the angel, devil on my shoulder
We are just 20 years and getting bolder
Like I'm in Colorado, never sober
We getting younger, wiser, never older
Now I just smoke a bowl until it's over
Finna enjoy the high, ain't getting lower
Don't wanna say goodbye, I got composure
I love you, till next time, it's what I told her
It's a Weather Report
BuckNado be rappin the Weather Report
Yeah, it's a Weather Report
The Perfect Storm, issa Weather Report
Nado, it's a Weather Report
Trapunzel rappin the Weather Report
Yeah, it's a Weather Report
The Perfect Storm, issa Weather Report
Nado

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