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Pop goes the weasel, we in another kick door If anybody hungry, brains all on your french toast Seen Maylene choosin' when she see how my wrist broke Send two-two-threes at his heart for thinking he Kimbo Tying my Christian Loubs, I think I see the Jimbos Mr. Mosely, everybody know I get dough Announce yourself before you claiming that we kinfolk It's Presidents Day every time I let my wrist show When aiming the beam, only time I let some shit go Drakeo keep acting up, know I gotta let that shit show Catastrophes, tragically, every time I write a hit song Your majesty, clap for me, got the Tommy when I sit down Toe tagger, the AMG a 4Matic You can die in these streets, ain't no time for romancing Mud walking in Neimans, niggas thinking I'm slow dancing Twenty strip in the air, have to cover the pole dancers That's just me, back for the fee, I'm on it Clapping the heat, these rats in the streets get slaughtered Talk blasphemy to me, you making the news in the morning We joking and laughing, your mom and your pappy they mourning Know the time of death but we gon' leave that to the coroner Donor, these contractors need dough, Homer Bambino what you call that? I think four goners Wanna catch up with me, you need at least four blowers I can be humble when I'm forty Letras de cancionesThese old niggas wanna rap beef with me, ain't you 'bout forty? These niggas goin' in they stash sayin' fuck it, and threw bout forty Niggas sniffing China white and swear they thinkin' they Tony See I'ma let the world know I can be humble when I'm forty Ayy buster, nerd, pipsqueak What I look like tucking this jewelry, this neckpiece? Might as well turn Buddhist, how the fuck Budda blessed me Bitch bring me ten bands tryna impress me, nigga I'll be humble when I'm forty Your diamonds cloudy, your watch tick, that ain't no Rollie FN's, got twenty, Manu Ginobili Her best friend, eat her out while she throat me I hear the bark, where the bite nigga? show me Yatta this, Yatta that, nigga blow me Fuck a bitch, all I need is hunduns Dick sucking, cheerleading nigga, where your pompoms? Backwood blue, cookie burner, keep your pump pumped If this Rollie worth your life, come try dumb-dumb Drakeo got a drum, some shit you can't run from XD, red beam, this is not a stun gun I can be humble when I'm forty These old niggas wanna rap beef with me, ain't you 'bout forty? These niggas goin' in they stash sayin' fuck it, and threw bout forty Niggas sniffing China white and swear they thinkin' they Tony See I'ma let the world know I can be humble when I'm forty When I'm forty See I'ma let the world know I can be humble when I'm forty From Letras Mania