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Isabelle
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Cemetery Drive
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[VERSE ONE - CHRIS WRIGHT] Used to used to used to chill off whitecap in my younger days Dream I'd get it like that off a hundred plays Only check I had on my cap, feeling something strange Now I'm working hard, working hard got these hunger pains Coupled with this ball and chain, I feel like cabasas IPhone in the shop, yeah I be working in my casa Skipping out on haircuts, they can't make imposters Been the one and only, I ain't never been no toss up [VERSE TWO - CLOUD MAC] Wanna' end my f*cking life I've had enough of it Label like Columbus acting like they just discovered this I keep my music money online, yeah that e-P A thou-y in a second that's a f*cking easy e-G Like Isabelle I'll kick your ass up in this Gucci sweater Waste away our days you only talking about the f*cking weather Sorry if I don't reply it's just you're not that interesting I got better things to do I'm sorry I ain't listening [HOOK - THIAGO] X 2 Can I help you? Can I help you? Tell me what you need Tell me what you need Tell me what you need Can I help you? Can I help you? Tell me what you need Tell me what you need Tell me what you need [VERSE THREE - MILES POWERS] How's your day man? how's your bae doing? Do she do that rain dance? Let's get rained on Say no more, shit, I'll f*ck her make her cum galore Blasting off, I nut in eye so what would I feel humble for? 2019 fam, and we can't find agreement By now so with no pretence, admit that we some heathens Yea I'm steady preaching, but ain't nothin what the pastor say Titties nice, ass is great, swear ‘fore god tho passion fade Except for this shit, repetition for my betterment Chilling bitch you, bet I been, run and f*cking, tell a friend I don't need no inspiration I got years of ideas A legion of my worst lines would kill off what you got [VERSE FOUR - WHYANDOTTE] Stay dead boys, that's what I'm about nigga Rick James four words, f*ck your couch nigga I just took a piss and I saw monster coming out nigga I got white fans, so I should probably stop saying this word From cradle to the grave, mind state stayed the same Get the cheese, dirty rat on the race, turn this meeting to a rave Could you please f*ck up of my way, give me 22 feet That's 11 young rambunctious monsters stomping your ass to this beat God damn I can't contain it, thank god I do not plan to Underground like a Diglett, blending in like a Sandshrew It's the yellowman, no deejay though, you a busta, CJ hoe Dotte did his dirty deeds now it's for he go home [HOOK - THIAGO] X 2 Can I help you? Can I help you? Tell me what you need Tell me what you need Tell me what you need Can I help you? Can I help you? Tell me what you need Tell me what you need Tell me what you need [VERSE FIVE - THIAGO] Bitch it's ticky, ticky awg Really getting off I ain't f*cking with you itty bitty dogs I ain't really trying to feat on shitty songs I ain't really trying to read a shitty blog I been like this since 1964 23 but inside I'm 54 Grumpy cat, everybody piss me off Grimy rap, yeah shit is wishy wash Do the dishes, do the dishes Yo my shit been piling up, I'm tight as f*ck, the food is sticking Who would listen to a slob like me? Ai que nojo No predictions of the god i'll be That's why i told you I'm a beast Please don't make me show my teeth I been biting off heads I ain't brushed my shit in weeks I just need a stick of gum You just need to get it done Coming up with these excuses Don't waste time thinking of one We hit and run this shit
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