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BigBoyTV Freestyle If only you guys knew what just happened in here Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Can you turn the beat up a little bit, yeah Turn my headphones up Yeah, yeah, yeah Well who is he? I be ze meanest, putting Jesus pieces on a fetus The Lord taketh, then he keepeth one of many masterpieces I'm rolling up the weed and feasting on gravidas Your bitch a junkie, always sucking on somebody's penis Ooh, I'm eating General Tso's chicken off the fine china I put my dick inside your bitch and say the "Our Father" Young Moses part water Head wraps car bomber Death trap dark slider Jump on motherfuc***, got ya, once I dropped ya Who's hot? I moonwalk the jungle gym Do not try to stop cause you not gon' f*** with him I'm rumbling with countrymen, do it for the USA First you get the money, then the fame, then you get paid Ale boombaye, come with superhuman strength All this for the music's sake, but I'm getting stupid paid Get ahead or lose a leg Never did the funeral fake To be great you await Everybody let's eat cake D-dumbass And you don't, and you don't, and you don't And you don't, and you don't, and you don't And you don't, and you don't, and you don't And you don't, and you don't, and you don't stop I'm sipping liquor 'til my liver pop And playing tennis with cinder blocks, I'm in the spot Chilling with some nympho THOTs, landed on the Planet Rock Man of God, hammerhead shark in human camoflauge Duck down I'm on, understand the planet's strong Lead singer came with Keith Richards, brought the band along I'm pretty Zen lady, headspin is 1080 They say that I went crazy but love me when the check cleared Red beard, seen into the future, fear the end near Bitch I want it all, I will not give you not a cent here This is not pretend, I'm trying to pay some pricy rent here It's no words, selling Goldberg and you gon' get speared Do the most, I'm the host and the special guest here It's a fuc*** party started, everybody get weird Take your pants off, move your body, you can dance around I got you shitting in your pants, you wearing Pampers now Mean flow, hitting free throws, shoot 'em granny style Came a long way from rocking hand-me-downs, fr-fr-fresh I said the world is just a big gazebo, so baby let's get married in it And you don't, and you don't, and you don't And you don't, and you don't, and you don't And you don't, and you don't, and you don't And you don't, and you don't, and you don't stop Morning Mr. McCormick, Mr. Should've-Been-Aborted Mr. Mighty-Morphin'-Sperm, the Michael Jordan's Nike fortune Money make me feel important like some type of vital organ Rich people give poor advice, never could afford it Walk into the jewelry store Spend all my money, f*** did I do this for? Pussy on my mustache Never clean it up cause I'm a dumbass [Outro]
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