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I’m tangible like a tangerine like a nectarine no quarantine, guarantee, I’m the queen 

I’m lemony 

Persnickety when it’s not meant for me oh silly

mom's car to a shop pray they can fix her 
Clickity persnickety suspension an enigma 
At least to minds never delved in so simple 
Everything's connected

persnickety parlors of God-fearing women
To the wandering men of the cattle
Mysteries old as western dust are carried on spurs and candles
So stop by Sunday

Could never walk away from that girl
She's the only one in the world
She's the ruler of the table-top
She's no persnickety she's real persimmon
She's

acting persnickety
Rapping ain’t shit to me
Gimme a second I’m back on the beat and I do it efficiently
Uh let it breathe
Talking my shit and I do it

mom's car to a shop pray they can fix her
Clickity persnickety suspension an enigma
At least to minds never delved in so simple
Everything's connected

got caught up in your talent show
With you persnickety little bastards in your fancy dress
Who just judge each other and try to impress
But they

your hands all over me
All over me

I'm picky
Persnickety
And I'm not always in the mood

But if you stick around long enough
I'm sure we'll find our way

Abstinent and still not ripe for stealing
Persnickety I'm always there
I do not age what does not care revealing
The swarthy veins that line her face
Broken

it’s also kind of shallow
I understand the appeal
Of appearing to be persnickety, flipping
Lickety-split
And then splitting some dividends
I guess this

the crickets
I don't mean to get persnickety but it's a difference
We're just some plucked chickens living on a factory farm
It seems that ninety-five percent

side
I dare you to sneak past your persnickety opinions of where the Butterfly Bush should go
And what type of bugs you want crawling around
I know how

They think they're the shit like sulfur
So I cook up the beef persnickety
Investigate some paranormal activity
Like I'm Fox Mulder
Got to get up from out

Wordplay wit the trickery
Focused on the persnickety
Driving to the lane wit knees that be rickety
When you rap on the mic
All I hear is the crickets

this chocolate chip sleeve
Nix the persnickety Imposturous pick me
Want Respectability don't talk to Brittany
Not a Man to mold her Exmiranda told yah

barrel like I’m playing fuckin’ Doom
I’m on my Tippity top shit, I drop shit
Persnickety, she pick-ity but pop it guess I fuckin’ hit
I’m not affiliated

Here's the kicker name is Glicker
Son of Selma and Mel
My persnickety parents are my
Own version of hell
They're always grouchy cause
I'm slouching