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the Mojave Desert... their voices echoing through the canyons of your minds (POO-AAH!) "ETHELL, wanna get a cuppa cawfee?" (Howard Johnson's! Howard
Trap a holics Real Trap Shit Voel me sosa baby als ik zit in foreigns Boy je boring hij postbouwen net Lauren Thats Ralph Lauren je Johnson in die
Bunches and bunches, punches is thrown until you're frontless Oodles and oodles, bang bullets at suckas' noodles Last album voodoo, proved that we
account what's word to mouth Yea just like Ralph you know I'm gonna wreck it Don't have to tell you twice make sure you keep it steppin Went and copped
Bunches and bunches Punches is thrown until you’re frontless Oodles and oodles Bang bullets at suckas' noodles Last album voodoo Proved that we was
Bunches and bunches, punches is thrown until you're frontless Oodles and oodles, bang bullets at suckas' noodles Last album voodoo, proved that we
robert johnson Walk like an icon Talk like an icon Can you pass the test? Hell yes, you an icon Can I have your autograph please? Meet and greet
better have fun You gotta dress like an Icon (Dress like an Icon) get yourself a step-son Walk this way like DMC-Run Play like Robert Johnson walk like
her know that it's real Nigga we in the field like Chris Johnson It's 2010, how the fuck we get six Thompsons? Top 10, how the fuck you gon' forget
survivin' Obvious I've been, brought up Caught up in violence psychotic, narcotic Hot white product environments Sirens in bunches comin' to stop The bullets
Playin' the piano like a trumpet Little guy, but his words sound so humongous Eat 'til you obese, arteries clot Need lunges MellowHype from Ralph Lauren
I fall right out of bed She tugging on my Johnson Might as well call me Robert We out in Wisconsin We out here at my concert And I call her a sucker,
Roll the motherfuckin credits Driftin off into da sunset Boss shit Yo Chrome Hearts... Ralph Purple Label Supermodel chick spread naked Laid across
It's a lotta Bonita, mami, keep on starin' On the date, I get her enchiladas Wanna put her up in that McLaren Ralph Lauren, gotta fix my collar I don't
trail the road to riches in my Ralph Lauren blazer Drunk on the Pennsylvania Turnpike, speaking nonsense Why? Because I'm bout dollars Started gaining
Aye Aye, yeah, aye Gotta know that this shit bigger than rap I aint no damn rapper, I'm an artist Fabe Aka Dwayne Johnson because They like how I
Ralph Lauren, Purple Label Purple urkle, purp am drehen Guck der Drink in meinem Doublecup ist purple Player (barney) Das ist nicht purple rain Homie,
can purchase You can call me Plives, I got plenty money And my SWAG is dumb Like the son of Ralph Wiggum and Kelly Bundy Call me Mickey D's, call me
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