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of the bunch
He eat my pussy out for lunch
And he got 60 seconds
When i'm on a time crunch

Cochie Cochie casting hella spells
Boy you saved... by the bell
I'm

though
Man your boy got big goals
And I'm all chocolate like Nabisco (crunch)
Had to boss up on a bih though (what)
And a boy rock his own fit though (woo)

first choice 
Got a big fat ass that's my baseline can you
Feel the boom pow like a fight sign then I'm gone with the wind cause I'm ghost like 

10

double down
What you mean by that Wris? Imma dumb it down
I go deep inna dark when you not around
That mean I'm leavin em leakin
Ain't talkin bout
Big drip

Over Everything

Kurt Vile

Lotta Sea Lice

2017

When I'm all alone on my own by my lonesome
And there ain't a single 'nother soul around
I wanna dig into my guitar, bend a blues riff that hangs

upset me (she upset me)
I was knockin' crunch by the bunch like it's Nestle 
You gon' end up slumped if you if don't come correctly
I been on a hunt,

rum
Wray & Nephew to Appleton, the big ratchets, they packin 'em
They argue when they leavin' they over cause they'll be back again
Trapped with

to the part where his records
Could 'fford him a couple Fords like "Lord, ain't he gifted?"
Christmas just doesn't fit him, I need my own holiday
And by

You Got the Dirtee Love Featuring Florence Welch [Recorded Live at the]

Dizzee Rascal

Tongue N' Cheek

2009

Got no money by the end of the weekend.
But they don't care cause their life is a movie,
Starring Louis V, paid for by yours truly,
Truthfully, it's

my all black Beats by Dre (studio) 
Headphones (yeah, I like that, yeah)
We got guap, big cheese chunks (yeah)
'Cause my trio will not stop 'til we

the can
(God Damn)
Back by popular demand 
(Yeaahhh)
못생겨도 깜찍해
Fuck a Cop in the van
We gon eat while they watch
like a mukbang
Jus want one piece like sanji

All cops are bastards
Put 'em in the dirt sorounded by bloody patterns
I'm causing havoc
Smoke him like a backwood
Smoke him like a backwood
All cops

Lights in the City

I like the touch of cold on my cheeks,
And the smell of hot chocolate
I like the crunch of snow under my feet
The cozy fleece

went by the name of Big Jim
He was outwardly bold but he wasn't too old
He wanted somethin' more than the championship gold
No he was fighting for

Breaking bones with a crunch
Scream like your mom
Like oh shit oh fuck
Up in the air
Grabbed by the butt
When am I done
Shit is too easy shit is too fun
I

I march on like a soldier I'm a go getta
Can't dry me I'm a big large river
I move from the back scene to the next scene
Got a lot of blessings I no

when I see them but the truth is I don't trust these niggas
Vroom, vroom when I swing by, damn right I'm a big fry
Add an "s" to that, well in fact

"It was gonna be a big summer, you know, a big summer
Every one since then too, "A big summer"
"Gonna be a big summer"
Yet, somehow that's never

I'm rolling like toilet paper, no apology
I sit back and wonder, click clack, get a plunger
Go after me and you'll get bitch slapped
By the smell
I drop

but the victims can vary
Nicks in the Cannon show what this Mariah Carey
Keep a deadeye on me Brent Barry
.62 big body sing like R Kelly

You say you

and everyone got chains
I was never the father so I'm popping my collar
Big body size of two cars when I'm switching my lanes
I got the sauce like buffalo

for the crunch ... yeah
Chefing and smoking
Blow out a lung
We get the bags by the bunch
Looking smelling like it she wanna hunch
I'm never sober
Ohhh

That's a big knick
Like one dime 
I'm IT in crunch time 
You rob me 
You prolly 
Won't make it to lunch time
I'm 

Loaded 
Loaded
Loaded
I'm loaded 
Loaded

the fan
Be sure everyone on the team is hungry for success
Cause good team makes big dreams work

Tryna get myself out this trenches
Get myself on the pitch