Holy goof, who gon' do it if it's not me?
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Oh it's only you, whoopdie do who gon' stop me?
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Linking up with Tek in Cincinnati
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Steady rocking rhymes while you talk Illuminati
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Child please, steaming hot steady making broccoli
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Sugar snap peas, better piece what I'm sprouting
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Bounce b like we going out with no house keys
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Leave 'em like wow, so wow, don't know how he
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[?] be proud freaking speak loudly
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Can't figure out, go try to seek therapy
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Hourly, rate is like 15 for fakes,
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Got 16s for real, a big screen in space
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And Brooke Shields so real I can almost lick her face
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A slicker Navy Seal, I ain't slippin' 'til it's safe
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One more sip and I can taste it, notice the concentration
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Got that fresh juice, it's the end of conversation
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Forget about it, it's stellar talent, he's well around it
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A better challenge an entire planet he been around it
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Get your calendar counting up all the men who doubted
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Friends that matter don't flatter you they just get the pound
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Gather around it's astounding I quickly think it's crowded
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The highly touted get routed without a set to salvage
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Since it's valid, I'm setting aside the Caesar salad.
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Instead of violence I keep the balance and clean my palette
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This is Allen in game one when they won
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Tyronn Lue, you lose but hope you stay strong
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Take the rapping way back into where it came from
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You say you stacking my tracks but couldn't name one
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Stay hungry, stay cool, play dumb
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Skip school and break rules, it's way fun
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Grey Goose with Jesus and his gay son
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Phase two, it's steak juice; A1
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| ASher Roth |
