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Fuck how you feeling I don't do the meetings I stomp on these fuckers with no orthopedics The mic I'm abusing stay taking these beatings Care less how
punk rock song You threw out your story tapes And started getting strong You got orthopedic shoes You're moshing with a cane You're getting old punk
it to you without second thought Give you good loving nonstop Amma give it to you ruff on an orthopedic mattress Like that hmmmm like that Like that
Oh Yhyh Yh Yh Yh Body so magic Yh Bumbum orthopedic yh Sa he ne You got me feeling some type of way Don't know what you did to me You got me feeling
the doos In meh orthopedic shoes Tak is back tae days o' yore Tell me whit's a credit score Pairs o' specs fir near an far Ma teeth smile at me fae a jar
All my life I had to fight, naw I ain't Sealy Yeezy 500 when I'm stepping, look like orthopedics Smoke alotta weed but I ain't stressing, I just love
money decreasing you can't even kick your feet up Pockets orthopedic broke shit I bop and weave it Like them big Balenciagas my pockets look orthopedic
neva read it Knock a nigga out his shoes orthopedic Pop my shit Bitch I'm cocky n conceited And conceited Cocky n conceited And conceited Cocky n
Sent from heaven Sent from heaven Chinaza totori me (oh) she run me orthopedic oo( oh oh) Na she Dey cure my headache, if she touch me I Dey feel
Lame ass niggas you niggas won't be shit Gotta move smart I gotta move strategic Working so hard my fucking feet hurt I need an orthopedic Baby my heart
If I told you the shit I've done you wouldn't believe it The Babadook I don't hide my trauma I just feed it The shortec made this pavement orthopedic
If he barking he can be next Break her back bone orthopedic Fake affection I don't need it Creeping out the mud my cup I sip it slowly got the weapon
fallin' out I wear these brown orthopedic shoes 'Cause I got a bad case of the gout I know you want seconds on the corndogs But there's no reason
Papa made it big and he did it for his rockin' roll baby A little bit of rhythm and blues Got a funky walk in his little orthopedic shoes He was
on Tipsy off a little Cristi', a little Chandon Barbecue back at the mansion, feel like a champion Collapse on, my thing orthopedic to rest your back
I fucked your ho, now she can see me Giving me a massage, I think she orthopedic Who want the problem, you don't want no trouble, we pull up
like I'm 12 feet tall, every hour I'm real fast, supersonic Brace yourself, orthodon'tics Orthopedics, I collect, your bones If I need it mars Venus,
of my hand Blow you away like it's part of the plan I gotta call it like I see it talk it like I be it Walkin' my walk, Thugged Out, orthopedic
of my hand Blow you away like it's part of the plan I gotta call it like I see it talk it like I be it Walkin' my walk, Thugged Out, orthopedic
back and delete it I’m in every joint this year, Orthopedic And yes the AK’s are instruments we do drum ‘em I’m somewhere between killa and king
It's morning seven o'clock you at my clinic It's me your orthopedic gynecologist You looking pretty and fine Go ahead blow my mind Girl
and he did it for his rockin' roll baby A little bit of rhythm and blues Got a funky walk in his little orthopedic shoes He was born in a theater in
morning 'Cause hey! We're the brews Sporting anti-swastika tattoos Oi oi, we're the boys Orthodox hassidic O.G. Ois Orthopedic doctor martens good
Papa made it big and he did it for his rockin' roll baby A little bit of rhythm and blues Got a funky walk in his little orthopedic shoes He was
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