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Aha Gazelle( William Gazelle Fields Jr. )
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All White Party
It's Aha man
Last summer I learned how to drive 2 cars
At the same time throwing gang signs out the window
And this was all from the back seat
Relaxing my bad I'm just really good at multitasking
I put both cars in park like jurassic
While eating on a two piece from southern classic
Ask me how I feel I'm gonna say fantastic
I'm In God's will like my little cousin Ashley
It's a celebration gold chains swinging
Switch it up to all white you can't call me racist
I did it with my eyes close like I'm meditating
Ok I'm just playing really I was praying
Cooking like a cater it's up like Himalayas
A breath of fresh air maneuver like respiration
And if I fall down I throw a party in the basement
I just do it like a demonstration
Last summer I learned how to drive 2 cars
At the same time throwing gang signs out the window
And this was all from the back seat
Eating lunch 808 beating like a body in the trunk
God got my back so I ain't even got a front
I'm in the back seat all you need was in the front
You know I have to raise the bar like a nestle crunch
I'm not a blood but it's early so I guess its brunch
Had to be careful while I'm driving not to hit a bump
Cause I got all this white on and I'm drinking punch
I used to have a white boss named Mr. Randy
Now I wear all white just to feel immaculate
Black boy in all white looking like he ashy
I keep a pair of nike air like I'm asthmatic
It's a celebration gold chain swinging
I switch it up to all white you can't call me racist
I did it with my eyes close like I'm meditating
Ok I'm just playing really I was praying
Cooking like a cater it's up like Himalayas
A breath of fresh air maneuver like respiration
And if I fall down I throw a party in the basement
I just X7
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Last summer I learned how to drive 2 cars
At the same time throwing gang signs out the window
And this was all from the back seat
Feeling like a has been
Cause when nobody have me
I'm gonna try this car by myself
I'm gonna go real far by myself
Even if I run out of gas
I'm gonna be a star by myself
But you'll never be bigger than the Son
Earth spins but it's more than life selling CD's roms
Pull up meetings out the window throwing up where I'm from
Ask me what I think I'm doing
I'm gonna answer like I'm dumb
If you don't mind your bees wax
You prolly gonna get stung
Just because I got a Bible don't mean I ain't got a gun
Ain't nobody asked to give my hand until I got it done
Now they running trying to be up on my side just like a thumb
Man the way they run behind you would think I'm Forrest Gump
And you tell me be myself but that ain't what you really want
Man I just want to feel love like Barnie
Not surprised it wasn't real that's what I expect from a barbie
I'm in the shower trying to wipe off this sauce all on me
Look at me am I cleaning up for your all white party
I got a hot verse that I rehearse
Sitting on the stove it go along with some hot beats
With some stolen Dr. Dre headphones
I'll rep to you for a piece of paper
Don't rap me up in your litigation
I deserve my invitation
I'm free like emancipation
Last summer I learned how to drive 2 cars
At the same time throwing gang signs out the window
And this was all from the roof of the car
I'm marching living bulletproof so I can shoot for the stars
But you'll never be bigger than the Son
Too hot, too hot
But you'll never be bigger than the Son
Yea yea Jesus
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