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Williamsburg
Selling art to these yuppies Getting mixed offers Hold up...
Selling art to these yuppies Getting mixed offers I'm In New York like I'm Peter Parker Wrote a hot 16 then I tossed it If I wanted bullshit I'd just read Gawker Young rick murder I just shoot walkers I'm a slave to this rap shit I can't quit Fresh cig with the grip A yuppie pop shit Call the gun Britney jean When the spears come out I hit you and JT You yuppies ain't real Let you live for a fee We taking Brooklyn back You can leave the coffee And you coons dying to Word to Charles Barkley My head dreaded up like my name mar... Naw we don't do that Simple rhyming ass niggas Get they wig pushed back Get your mic snatched Nicotine patched Call my white boys up Get your life hacked Heard your Stock dropped Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Nigga this the blow back Put the Hawkeyes on him Heard he like M*A*S*H You gon' rust in peace Heard you like thrash Put a price on your head That's a light bag 45 on me like mike back Whoa
Hey! Alright! Baby I'm just heating up I just wonder is it for you Feelings stuck You know how to heat me up Ice it up Ice it like a hockey puck Baby I'm just heating up... You know how to heat me up...
Deep off in the main. Hidden hills
I walk in the booth like I own it I know that I belong there These days ain't the same All ain't built like that These fuck niggas ain't - Like that Y'all niggas yall built like rats ahhh
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