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Wall to wall, bitches linin' up down the hall
preparin' for the night, just a' waitin' on that call
it's the middle of the summer people packin'
dumber?
Y'all gonna have to recover
When I pull you out of your slumber
Got consumed by being impressive
Ex girl said I was obsessive
Pardon me for being
We got the medicine for your sickness
Out here, ya know what I mean
I was telling Shorty like
Yo Shorty, you don't even gotta go to summer school
Pick
Thank you, thank you very much
For comin' out this evening
Thank you, thank you, thank you you're far too kind
Hold your applause, this is your
Frankly, I'm disappointed, I'm appalled
And brother I am unbelievably hurt by the fact
That you have morphed into something to me, that's not real
The baddest in this bitch I'ma motherfucking rockstar
He text me I ain't answer now he was heated like a pop tart
Hot stuff now I feel like Donna Summer
Eskimo
I got a lot to say nigga, sluricane season like I'm out the bay nigga
Spray and pray crooning "nah nah" pulling all triggers
Sculpting words out
on
Talkin' 'bout he Italian
Say I won't go drop a double album
And rap double time on all dub-step
And got no producers
Just me rockin' over beat-boxin'
By
to platinum cars, my click is that large
To get they dick licked and back massaged by rich chicks
who rock Versace bras in the drop, watchin the stars
Yo,
You'll still see me
I go forward right by 3 3 3
I'm Jamie, don't watch J M E
I do what I want, I'm free free free
Wiley's my bredrin, he's got an album
a helmet to stir up the ranks
One Donna Summer, two more by Chic
Three Sylvester, Toot toot beep beep
But look there's Stevie Wonder and Marvin Gaye
That
rugged me and brudda out the mud ass nxggas
I'm from where "iono?" a shoulder shrug ass nxgga
Summer time, i'm out does... wit june bug ass nxggas
Take
Still fightin paranoia
Anxiety at an all time high
Better days that I'm pushin for
Are what help me get by
Sheez still roll brown haze by
Swimmin' in the money come and find me, Nemo
If I was at the club you know I balled, chemo
Dropped the mixtape, that shit sounded like an album
Who'd have
‘cause there’s gotta be something
And by the time I’m out the game, see
There’ll be probably be nothing
I’m tryna move to the left and
Keep y’all in
You understand?
"When I get to heaven, I'll see my grandmother there
She'll say 'Great God almighty, here come my child! He must've got here by
ration it weigh out all of the options
Hit the bank to make an album paying out of the pocket
Summer break after college record it polish and drop it
If
as the summer's on, I took the winter off in
L.A. 'cause the city's too cold but I'm heating up, soon as I drop the album
We on an island like Friday in Robinson
of Versailles with a queen by my side
In this hot girl summer, I'm just trying to find a wife
Visualizing from every island that's on Hawaii
With my team
you done heard about these ballers
We puttin' it down 'til ya platinum
Mo Thugs debut, respresentin' the Land we the bomb-ass album
We out, comin' in
lowest ina mud, I'm tryn make it out
Summer time cook outs, ona block look outs
Cops come you better get gone, or you get booked out
They keep talking
gets spread out
We talk behind the mac you bust lead out
Wit next prospect, no particular concept do we follow
Smooth but yet solid like marble
made 'for you by you'
Every hip-hop nigga listen and wishing he had your style
To go against you if you rip him and pass him by (yeah)
A mastermind is
Guidelines that keep niggas inside of fabrics
Commissioned by the state, I skate by the masters
Like "Yoo-hoo" with a new-new ridin' passenger
Shout out Oak
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