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bar we gettin fat!

J-dog:

J-dog, just broke up with my girl, so from now on you see me at
club world, Moscow, 82, beat it beat it through ya skull in

cannot police us
Copy and paste but they cannot delete us
Picked up that pace so these niggas cannot keep up
I beat it up he mad as fuck I see it on his

You got a diamond in your eyes so you can't see
Your blinded by the shine of a memory
Unapologetic I'm a vigilante
Blind folded so you'll never

insane
Can I remove the pain
Am I the one to blame

Hehe, Hell nawl'
I guess you got what you wanted right
Making it seem Like it's my fault
But it really

to Kunkle, I miss the cackle, I'm sad you went back
And if you ever catch me barking, I'mma blame it on Kat
But not Bean, cause he's Katia's, like Eric and Lee

days,it wasn't so hard to believe,
That I will wake up as the black power Ranger,
Never scared of danger,
Snapping my fingers,
To the beat of my own drum,

renovate innovate anyway anyway
It takes two to beat me like Ashley and Mary-Kate
I bout to bake
I'm bout to make
I bother clay
But by the way
I just replace

Ashley

Dababy

BIG 4x

and a stick on me (yeah)
I need a coupon for that pussy (why?)
'Cause you know I'm not paying for it
I fuck 'round and beat up a hater
Choke me a lil' nigga

really get no sleep I'm coming in phening soon as they turn on the beat they see me turn to a beast his girl screaming please stop and just breathe I aint

he audibled to punt you
That's a situation I know you never dreamed of
Don't blame it on my man cuz growing up he never seen love
Momma died at six,

looking so good I can't pass it up
Looking fly when you walking by
With ass so fat that I had to touch
Give it to you till you had enough 
Throw it deep

heard me rap, now you will ,Bumpin this shit, my goal ain't to make it
Just a couple heads nodding, when I told you I stole this beat
Just took it and run

It is not about lyrics anymore
It's about a hot beat and a catchy hook

If we gotta dumb down our style and A-B-C it
Then so be it, 'cause nowadays

rapping I left mouths open, right
Felt like every stage was a new page
Felt like I had a way just like Lupe
But every day was a fiasco
Actually it was kind

There ain't nothing to find looking for people to blame
So blame it all on the times
Wouldnt dare tell the people that Democracy's a lie
All your freedom

Gang, gang, gang Take four
Listen, gang, gang Listen, I'm a real steppa
Steppin' on the beat cause these Cali beats too violent
Too many Benjamins

three then you try to not leave
And you'll hear a bomb beat from Tom up on Swan Street
Shannon up on St. Cath with the fat ass
It was Mimi or Missy with

to my crib yea we smoke a couple dubs
Ass clapping we made a beat to the sound of my drum
She love it when I pound it hard and I give her my cum
I'm

Marcia, now it's me and Marcia out here with Varce
Them days of drama with Ashley, thought she was queen, but really, was she
Naah, naah, naah, thought she

shit justice

Having conversations with dad, it's kinda sad we need a mediator
It seem like all our conversations end in see you later
We need

it work
I wanna see you smile I just don't wanna see the smirk

Like do you notice me, every time I pass by
Do you notice me, you can tell me you don't

And the words I've yet to write it like some hidden oceans
Every drop matters, word to Yoko, Cole got the beat
Jumping like pogo, smoking like
What I'm hiding

I fell in love with shawty, alright
I love you, I love you, I love her, I love her
My little ashley bish, my little hoe on me Alright,
It's raining

She say her name was Ashley, she givin' me a cavity she sweet to the taste, how many licks do it take
Till I get you to quake, put the cake in my face