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Yeah, yeah, yo Eat, Pray, Thug Yo, yo, Himanshu Bitch, I'm back, Heemi-Heemi And them women think I'm dreamy And them fellas wanna be me But neither of 'em can see me I'm in my head, I'm dreaming for that next lit I'm screaming for that next check I'm screaming and ya best bet some leaning Hubba, hubba, Heema, Abner Louima I'mma do [?], I'm a new diablo This molly está bueno, not bad meaning bad Yeah, I'm talking about that ash [?], spin another hash spliff Eat, Pray, Thug, it's like hat-trick, hat-trick It's madness They calling him an addict, it's tragic I'm the fucking man, now I don't have it Dog [?] (Woof woof), I'm up another pedigree Them critics just won't let me be And I ain't lost the energy Educated, set them free They've never been a friend to me Letras de cancionesFriend of me, ahead of me It's plain to see, take planes to see I go and see the [?] Poetry, flow-etry, the beat like "voila!" When I'm in the sea, it floats with me Young [?], young cocoa butter Tat her name across the brain, [?] as my mother Heemi is that man, he follow through with plans He roll on up with vans, he follow up with fans He swallow up the jam, they follow when he land Goddamn, goddamn, goddamn Bitch, I'm back, pack the back Couldn't flip, no acrobat Yeah, monkeys can sell bananas J-J-Jack, that's a fact So, I'm like "Where the party at?" And can I bring my dad? Where the party at? And can I bring my dad? At breakneck speed, that TEC-9 and that AK A couple rounds of that ye-ye And that big blunt from [?] Goddamn, I'mma rub my elbows, and I'm not worried Cause when I step up in, the party like "Himanshu Suri!"(x4) From Letras Mania