Odd Well Done
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Odd Well Done
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[Verse 1:]
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Fuckin Ric Flair leglock
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Headshot, body cropped
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Make his fuckin mama watch
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Here's your baby inside a fuckin
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Baby bottle pop. Risky top
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Running through your blood til your kidneys pop
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Pillow-talk, leave your lips on top of your pillowtop
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Pop you while your roof off
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On top of a rooftop. Oswald, Mankind
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All you niggas getting socked
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[?] rock it til your burger leave the lettuce out
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Check this out, no one around
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Put your faces on my crotch
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Give a lick, lollipop, frog-tongue on my cock
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Odd Well Done
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Odd Well Done
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[Verse 2:]
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There's mammals in my living room
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Louis minks, foxtails, doper than the metals [?]
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Ay fool, quit your enchilada, now it's wormfood
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Moving like worms move
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Burn you like perms do
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One two, leader of the Rat Pack crew
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Hat removed, when I walk in rooms
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Make her eyes twitch
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Juke ya, cut your shit out like a coupon
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In due time, brain of a new king
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Well Done
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Yonkers
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Tyga |