galactic!
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That boy start to panic when he witnessed this choppa Got the dreads on my head man I feel like a rasta No Italian, cook that boy up like some pasta You know I ain't boxing, if I spot him I got em' Thinking he hard but lil' boy you is not him I'm spinnin' yo block like Tay-K with the chopstick Bein' all lovey dovey, I tell that girl stop it Now I'm catching these flights I ain't talkin' no cockpit That boy start to panic when he witnessed this choppa Got the dreads on my head man I feel like a rasta No Italian cook that boy up like some pasta You know I ain't boxing, if I spot him I got em' Thinking he hard but lil' boy you is not him I'm spinnin' yo block like Tay-K with the chopstick Bein' all lovey dovey, I tell that girl stop it Now I'm catching these flights I ain't talkin' no cockpit Yeah my pockets so fat, pockets Honey Boo-Boo I beat em', record it, then post it on YouTube My white plug call me up like "how do you do" She begged me to stay I don't got a reason to We wet that boy up like a lather with shampoo You say you go pass me but lil' boy can you? Gettin' to this money, is just what I can do She a neighborhood thot, yeah that girl is so ran through Said that I sound the same I had to switch it up Pouring the Wocky the 4 in my cup She want me, like Tecca, girl you Out of Luck White forces my shoes but ain't joinin' the Klux They smile in my face and they dappin' me up She ask for hoodie, that girl is in love And she lovin' the fragrance, girl this ain't no Dove My money so long it can fit in a tub That boy start to panic when he witnessed this choppa Got the dreads on my head man I feel like a rasta No Italian, cook that boy up like some pasta You know I ain't boxing, if I spot him I got em' Thinking he hard but lil' boy you is not him I'm spinnin' yo block like Tay-K with the chopstick Bein' all lovey dovey, I tell that girl stop it Now I'm catching these flights I ain't talkin' no cockpit That boy start to panic when he witnessed this choppa Got the dreads on my head man I feel like a rasta No Italian cook that boy up like some pasta You know I ain't boxing, if I spot him I got em' Thinking he hard but lil' boy you is not him I'm spinnin' yo block like Tay-K with the chopstick Bein' all dovey, I tell that girl stop it Now I'm catching these flights I ain't talkin' no cockpit
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