I'm Coming Over
J. Gamble
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You better call the Suicide Hotline And find your mind blown Five bones for five zones I'm ya knight in shining trichomes I write poems like a rhyming cyclone If I ever face time it wont be behind an iPhone Rappers be like where the bars at? F*ck free styling Gamble be like where the broads at? I'm every bitches fantasy Put her on her hands and knees Ain't another bad as me I got her doing things even she cant believe Roll the dice Hot rapper spit it cold as ice When it snows rappers get ghost like its a Poltergeist I've spent lonely nights Cleaning the Sig Sauer Thinking of lines Swinging the nine like I'm Rick Fowler Similar to Christian Slater We see the biggest haters But we the innovators We the dealers getting in the papers We the players keeping bricks in the refrigerator Dumping greedy dicks in the incinerator I'm coming over See me down at the station by the lane With my hands in my pockets Jingling a wish coin That I stole from a fountain That was drowning all the cares in the world When I getting older Climbing up on the back porch fence Just to see the dogs running Ring and a question and my shivering Voice is singing through the crack in the window I like my girls tattooed and beautiful Execute rappers like Rasputin The Crucible Indisputable champ you see Cam He went from dabs at the Super bowl To looking sad at his funeral You know what This track makes me want to back hand a bitch You're definitely gonna need some dabs after this Shout out to Peyton Manning I bet they paid the man his two million That made him happy four million he made it happen Then all the groupies brought they coochies from salons Brazilian waxes going from a brunette to a blonde Call some booty playing call of duty with ya moms They say the broad is loopy but I do be getting slobbed Truly dude we lit up more Cubans than a Don Who be you be fixed up more ruthless than the Mob The proof is in the guap And the pudding But the truth is that the coupe be looking stupid with the top I'm coming over See me down at the station by the lane With my hands in my pockets Jingling a wish coin That I stole from a fountain That was drowning all the cares in the world When I getting older Climbing up on the back porch fence Just to see the dogs running Ring and a question and my shivering Voice is singing through the crack in the window I'm coming over See me down at the station by the lane With my hands in my pockets Jingling a wish coin That I stole from a fountain That was drowning all the cares in the world When I getting older Climbing up on the back porch fence Just to see the dogs running Ring and a question and my shivering Voice is singing through the crack in the window I'm coming over See me down at the station by the lane With my hands in my pockets Jingling a wish coin That I stole from a fountain That was drowning all the cares in the world When I getting older Climbing up on the back porch fence Just to see the dogs running Ring and a question and my shivering Voice is singing through the crack in the window
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