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Yeah, nigga, you ain't gettin' no money You ain't gettin' no bitches, you ain't doin' shit, man Yeah, what you mean? Yeah, motherfucker, yeah Listen up, motherfucker, I wanna talk to you If this the last supper, then my lover gettin' three plates Liberate a free state, communism sweepstakes We on a island, I'm sellin' seaweed to Poseidon He gave us free housing, somethin' to spend a life in My heart buck out, animated like a black cookout Wit' Johnny Bravo, he the white lookout, don't look out Don't worry 'bout it, baby, everybody eating good Yeah, I'm eating honey with Winnie in Hundred Acre Woods We in the deep South getting coin I'm in the library packing up books, tell your nigga join I tell your nigga jump, I'm a boss, I'm a hunt Eat the cat good, he can pick the book of the month And, yes, I mean that, I wrote this on my beanbag I sacrificed my sanity, hoping to get my dream back A clean rag on a dusty floor Rap underground princess The love galore I know somebody better give me my cheese Or I'ma have to get mine from these streets I gotta look out for me Letras de canciones Everyday struggle, nigga hustle in the background Never had a cap, gown, graduated my college years Volunteer, crystal clear like I made a wish Rise from the swamp with them voodoo practices Princess Tiana in Bahamas, on a beach like fuck a sauna Cut the drama, I told you I'm feeling froggy, bitch Been a long year since I hopped on a pogo stick Nigga ain't getting no play like I'm home and sick I wanna go outside and parlay On a brunch date, this nigga just bought me a parfait He 'bout to eat cake, I'm blowing his candle like birthday Wishes do come true, I told you boo I'm outside, put a blunt up in the sky Rapunzel been letting his hair lock, I'ma climb Down a rabbit hole, Wonderland I got time This is station 69, enjoy your smooth ride I know somebody better give me my cheese Or I'ma have to get mine from these streets I gotta look out for me Someone's gotta pay, yeah I know somebody better give me my squeeze Or I'ma have to get mine from these streets I gotta look out for me Man, I ain't waitin' around for these motherfuckin' nigga no more, I'ma go outside Whether it's the grocery store, I don't care if it's the mall, bitch, I'm outside Listen to me now, okay? You hear me? If you finna get yours, I'm finna get mine If it's Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, I don't care I'm outside I'm outside I'm outside From Letras Mania