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I got that blackened lung, satin tongue, kiss her with some honey lips
Traded in my fingers for a set of ten money clips
On the scene, smoking green, homies holla ha ya been?
man im good I just got in, im waitin on my lady friend

we paint the town and hold it down, roll a blunt and pass around
All my homies blow it down, they see the po, then hold it down

Hold it now- golden child- do it like white girl and go wild
Don’t tell me to turn it down. Love the way it feel when the beat go loud
Im smoking weed in my kitchen-
In the zone: no permission-
Mista quit yo bitchin-
Cause bitch im on a mission-

Spittin my line, ima get in her mind
She not a dime then she wasting my time
We can get down, but don’t get out of line
I cant be your man, are you out of your mind?

Im colder than an igloo-
And always go for that big loot-
If u want me to contribute-
Then you gon’ have to pay tribute
So much game that they gonna let me continue
A boss with the sauce you gotta have on your menu

On the eve of making millions
And on behalf of my skrilla
These ninjas better back the fuck up!
Cuz i'ma kill em
Hatred got they stomach twisted
Up In a knot
Don't know I'm the shit
Bout to make they
blood vessels pop
Baby girl before you continue
Need to bow down to yo knees
You see, And pay tribute
Disputes taken up with the end of my boot
Bootsie nigga refute
Your tutelage
Your master must be new to this
You ain't earn my salute
Cuz I'm astute
Spaghetti gonna
Hold up em like a controller
Then hit the border
Thought I told ya
Ain't got no sweet tooth sicka
Niggas spitting creampuffs
I'm gonna hold the Nina to they spleen
And let the heat bust
Excuse me señorita
I heard they was
Serving out subpoenas
Since now they can tap right into yo beepa
From the pager to the speaker
It's the new age
Serving fiends like the media
Bumpin 2012 gauge
Slanguage
Throwback spaghetti blacc traccs
Stranglas
Cuff yo dames
Cuz my stable
still missing a mustang
Raise up on some anger
Spittin
Still hittin fuckin targets
From a brand new angle
Break both ya ankles
Bum ya bars stank
all assed out
Witta flow like a plank
Sucka mothafuckas foe you continue
Needsta put ya self on mute
And pay tribute refute

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from 新​厩​舎 Δ​ο​ύ​ρ​ε​ι​ο​ς Ἵ​π​π​ο​ς BLACC CANDIDATE, released March 15, 2014

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