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a fuck, like I'm a slut
Bino that's my baby what he doin out at the club?

Fuck about your dress code, my dress code is I got a big bank roll
I think so,
a bitch pop out
Cuz they really wanna box now
I ain't stressing over box now
Are you mad cuz a nigga came by and took your bad bitch
I ain't tryna start
the king of the monsters, yuh, Scooby Doo huntin' imposters
Lui Kang, kick flame, off ya head like soccer, take my crown off little bitch cuz it's not yours
I'm your professor
Shits sticking on me like a knitted sweater
That's a grandma trick yeah they know it better
Walking miles while we chasing bags
We
We can hit the store
You the king, I'm your queen
Christian Dior
Put Chanelly all on me, yeah

We ain't gotta talk no more, yeah
You should take it all
Thank You for the love You give
Thank You for this life we live
Thank You for the joy You uuu bring
Thank You God for everything

We thank You
We
good communication
Only makes things better in a relation
Cause if you keep watchin' the game every week
You might find out your wife's gettin' dunked
the river Nile check your general
You know for the plan of attack
I knew I could advance if the odds wasn't stacked against the wall
I've been surrounded by
your heart up in a safe (Keep you safe!)
I'm a take you out to Fiji, I'm a put you on a wave (We could surf!)
You'll be laughin' in the water, then
Come at the king, and you best not miss! Get the gullotine, put your fucking heads on sticks, like nicotine, kill a fucking despot quick, start
Xzibit breakin' niggas down like H.I.V. 
We gring rap to your city like B.E.T. 
But still feel California 
Is the place to be, Catashtrophy... 

Tash:
straight giving niggas an
Ass-whippin' on consignment
Then I bust your shit 'til the
Day of my whole retirement yo, yo
Shake it and rattle like we ready
in the 'Vertte, got two bitches in his lap (well, damn)
On Martin Luther King, the set look kind of dead
We need a new street (huh?), so posse move
your remedy
Flume so heavenly, dreams in depth I've seen
Your world rest and ceased, more amazed to be
Breathing pace to speak, secrets we won't meet
to chief
Stop by the shop finna cop me a piece
Say he got gas but not in the least
I'm trying to eat need a feast for the team smoking out the pound when we
believe I'm still doing the vegan thing yeah
I'm centered now and Im flowing with whatever the seasons brings

Manifest your dreams and they will come true
you're fighting for
And fill the void - Unleash the voice

Verse 2
Old freak - you're beyond repair
Behold your own demise
No one shall get fooled again
By
there’s anyone in this world that’s gonna fight for you, it should be you
Can’t rely on your best friends or your family to bring out something in yourself
block and bro’s about to let it spray,
I ain’t fist fighting,
What’d you think this is, MMA?
Automatic blow you out your jacket,
I’m a heavyweight
they ain't rappin' like this
Nah they ain't rappin' like this
That mumble rap shit don't make sense
Man we come for your throat, yeah, we come for
right before he rolls up
Get saved by grace man you know that you are royal
Worship the king he's right before us
We called to share so don't ignore us
a check or run it up or
Slow it down and 2 step, yes
We make a whole lot of mess, check
Under the bed for your dress, best
Swipe if you tryna flex
There
cause you're the crazy person who brings out the best in me

Your brand of crazy, it drives me wild
With you, I find love has finally smiled
Embracing
better than me
Just made all the cheddar, it’s better we eat
Four
We scoring not keeping the score
We pleased to ignore all your shit cause we bored
Whole

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