New Tape (A Luxury 4 You)
A-Lux
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Strap a new tape like the kid on the table I just jerked off, got some cum in my navel Oh we got trouble, cuz my mind ain't stable Oh we got trouble, cuz my mind ain't stable This that new shit that I did without a label This that new shit that’ll have you fuckin' grateful Hit you ‘cross the head like Cain did Abel Yeah I produce but I don't turn tables Northern Colorado yeah you got one and he ready Make your chick drip like Katrina over levies I’m a wise man like I’m getting coached by penny And I do voices, Seth McFarlane, no teddy Putting in the work man my eyelids heavy Putting in the work man my eyelids heavy Gave up on TV, take a Grammy over Emmys Rather smoke green than some white, no Betty Get all veggies, man, the kid smoke medley Hate me all you want you a Tom-ass Petty Get up off my dick and go snort some fenty Get up off my dick and go use that semi Drive up off a cliff with yo bitch ass chevy All day sucker talkin’ Ed, Edd, Eddy Do it for my stans, man there ain’t that many Poor in pocket but in puss I got plenty Strap a new tape like the kid on the table I just jerked off, got some cum in my navel Oh we got trouble, cuz my mind ain't stable Oh we got trouble, cuz my mind ain't stable This that new shit that I did without a label This that new shit that’ll get you all grateful Hit you ‘cross the head like Cain did Abel Yeah I produce but I ain't turn tables Had myself a year, man the kid learned somethin' Had myself a year, yeah the kid stopped runnin’ 2019 time to turn me into nothing 2019 got the kid fuckin' buggin' Now I’m clappin' back and imma have ‘em all buzzin' LA out to Charlotte imma have ‘em all buzzing' Several billion bitches imma have ‘em all humpin' Several billion bitches imma get ‘em all gushin' Boy she'll think of me when the two of ya'll fuckin' Sittin' in the crib with the whole place jumpin' Get 'em goin' crazy with they noses all runnin' Bitch, I'm Tony Hawk with the way that I'm stuntin' Yeah I’m cleanin’ up with the way that I’m bussin’ Yeah my flow tight with the way that I’m brushin’ Yeah I’m high as f*ck with the gas that I’m puffin’ Yeah I’m high as f*ck with the gas that we puffing’ Strap a new tape like the kid on the table I just jerked off, got some cum in my navel Oh we got trouble, cuz my mind ain't stable Oh we got trouble, cuz my mind ain't stable This that new shit that I did without a label This that new shit that’ll get you all grateful Hit you ‘cross the head like Cain did Abel Yeah I produce but I never turn tables, aye Yeah And this that new, new, new, new shit, aye A Luxury for you, and your bitch, yeah This for all the fuckin' dudes like Coon and Mammy And all you dudes, 'preciate you, aye
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