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everyone
Niggas can't stop cappin' they been doin' it too long
Wait till I blow up like I'm walkin' with a bomb
Ride the dick like a horse bitch got

unaware
He grabbed me by the collar, and he whispered in my ear.

Hello I'm pleased to meet you, I'm a goblin from that cave
Yes I'm a naughty little

CELEBRITY CRUSH
Lyrics by Chris Arnott VERSE
Not gonna lie I’m in a mess now Can’t get you out of my head
I should be playing the game with my

some eggs I got I'm riled and scrambled up
This not even gay rap
Everything I be spitting my nigga it be all facts
Yes I tried to fuck the bus driver he

the phone, but I'm in my zone
Mama raised us on the old, we gon' die alone

Growing up, learning, a lot of bridges was burning
Clock still turning, respect

need a team
Ran up check up by myself
Long before it was a "we"
Real love real money
Swea dats all a nigga need
Madd City Good Kid
Feel like Kendrick

Thugging it out
I got god by my side
To keep me on route
But I'll keep it real
I might fall off course
At the end of the day
I'm still chucking the horse

Written by Chris Rumfelt BMI
Twin Boyz Publishing

Baby (Yo, what's up?)
Something ‘bout you's got me going cazy
(Yeah you got me going crazy)
Touching on your body's what I'm craving

inside I'm the driver and shooter, I be all up in
the spot Needle clutching a Ruber

VIP cellar door, bring the sparklers to us Nick C, J.D., Lil' Chris

Baby (Yo, what's up?)
Something ‘bout you's got me going crazy
(Yeah you got me going crazy)
Touching on your body's what I'm craving

it or haul it
I pass it through these songs
And Chris Paul it
You gotta play the game to understand
Why I'm flawless
They underestimated Ant
Now you're

"Black Kang"
Suspectin' I'm the superman  invadin'  their lowest (Lois) Lanes
Huh, I'm Order what you want
Then He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named
Started drumming

smooth just like some butta 
clways throwing up my 30's
Every move until it's stuck up 
Every V I get I cut up 
With these 100 I'm Chris tucker
You don't

to rap about?
Hey, I guess so...

Only kop similarity is doughnut-eating; now, I'm teaching kids as a grown-up
No-gut having'; got washboard abs; y'all

like chris paul
I'm overthinking too damn much, but oh well fuck it, we still ball
I don't need hoes to hit me up I got my day ones I can-

I can call

to the face
Half a thrax of exotic in my bag, I just caught a case
I'm his favorite rapper, but he pull up spraying down the drac'
I got, uh, bitches on my dick

on the Instagram
Snapchat, what's the matter with you
You're texting dudes up in your 30s
trying to get a new clit
Bestie, you get paid by the hour
Time to cut up

I'd like to thank you all for listening in
Prepare for the chill I think that Chris is in the wind again
Anxiety building. I'm tempted to dip in many

darkest secrets
What I know will make you regret
Your safety is not always promised
Take it as a threat cuz I'm just being honest
You're a sick mutha fuck

muscle man
To all my sisters sit back and relax yo mind
We bout to make up for lost time
Ha ha ha
No matter what I say in my lyrics
I'm guided by

fuckin' Ruth's Chris
Gucci shorts, but the shoes Chanel And the fragrance made by YSL
Damn this substance got me high as hell
Pop out when it's dark like

left in my right wrist
What you know bout spinnin', back to back, you don't take trips
West, just be shootin' in the air, thinkin' he on shit
Ask Chris

2020 loss, against Joe Biden and he’s still working hard

Like hes got more fight in em’

Lets talk about, Nikki Haley raised by immigrant family

Worked