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(IXI) B, the 1 to the 5th, icing, I'm pledging allegiance, yeah We playing no games, actually placing the league just now I, to the X, sorted in national treasures Spoutnik weapons detected, struggling, trying to reach us Group this, reckon a pattern, government keeping us secret Lucas: acting a fool, faking like I got no interest Ruthless son in a wrecking strike, they end up in pieces "Who's this son of a bitch?!" Somebody tell me who that team is? We dangerous, aight? We play when I say so, aight? We stop when I say so Haters get off my dick, that is kinda large Ok, step Speaking to competition, that's a monologue Ok, flex Checking the mirror No copy allowed, you copy? No copy allowed, you copy? No copy allowed, no copy, he knows I be the top in a lot of hobbies No copy allowed, yo papi Announce the destruction of all of these rules Murder the game, I'm unfairly accused 'Cause I'm just getting... First chap... ter. Only mothafucka doing that in all the siblings, yeah Back when I was 3, Momma made me go to England 10 years later, I was ready, searching for an increase An other 10 years later, I'm here, ok... I did it for sure (oui) I did a show first (green) I seen the chauffeur (clean) I seen her soul curves, told her hop in She got some milk (glee) I'm getting yoghurt (whew) I hit it raw, girl Rockstar life, everyday taking a big risk We dangerous, aight? We play when I say so, aight? We stop when I say so Haters get off my dick, that is kinda large Ok, step! Speaking to competition, that's a monologue OK! (Flex) Checking the mirror No copy (huh) You copy? (allowed) No copy (huh) You copy? (allowed) No copy (huh) No copy, knows I be the top in a lot of hobbies (fosho') No copy allowed, yo papi Announce the destruction of all of these rules Murder the game, I'm unfairly accused Longue vie à moi Bonne santé à ma personne Force et honneur et puissance à moi-même Et point d'honneur sur mes grosses...
Writer(s): Gracy-anthony Mawa Kilekama Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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