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the napoleonic wars
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Lil Darkie
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh Smokin' so much gas that I'm higher than the sun (Uh) High as f**k, walkin' down the block, put in my blunt (Uh) I got everything you need and some of the sh*t you want (Uh) I got percs and the lean, no Reggie, I'm sellin' runts I bought a portrait of myself, I feel like Napoleon If you want some beef you can have that sh*t Mongolian I just had sex I put that sh*t in the Fallopian I like my b*t*hes real tall like the Amazonians Tall a** b*t*h and she tryna get stoned again Uh, when I'm on the road I can't wait to get home again If you need some sh*t and I ain't pick up, call my phone again If you need some sh*t and tryna pick up, I'm your phone-a-friend That b*t*h wanna f**k, I don't even look at her PETA tryna burn my closet, all my sh*t fur Gotta Old English so I'm slurrin' all my words My sh*t hit the block and the fiends start to chirp I just sold a quap, now I'm at the barbershop I'm makin' moves all night like I'm at IHOP If you fake to the gang, out the photo you get cropped I'm doing crime in my black tee, I'm Steve Jobs Uh, I'm doin' crime every day 'cause I'm tryna get paid No way I could work a nine-to-five, that sh*t's gay (Uh) Got a burner on my waist and I'll put it to your face If you tryna be a case just say it (Uh) I just gotta twist it, bop it The top back, c*ck it and pop yo a**, I ain't playing (Uh) B*t*h I'm at the top in the c*ckpit Plain white tee, Plain Jane on my wrist on a plane (Uh) Big a** bullet and that sh*t a hunnid grain (Uh) Big a** bullet and that sh*t FMJ (Uh) Big a** bullet comin' out the AK If you play with my boy MK, I'm gon' spray You see All this sh*t's really just a choice Yeah It's up to you, isn't it beautiful? One day you could choose to wake up and do that sh*t for you Yeah But until then you're doin' that sh*t for the man (Look at everything around you) And the man don't want you to win Wow No cap Got a dog in a cage with a blanket on top If I let that boy out he gon' maul the whole block I got packs in the mail, I got weed in my sock I'm the pusha man, ten racks for the Wock C-c-crib in Cali look like a dispensary I'm-I'm-I'm with some foreign b*t*hes pourin' up some Hennessey When it come to sellin' work I'm a Kennedy When it come to these b*t*hes I'ma take a rack a week R-real life pimp, iceberg Slim Glock on my hip, you can feel the burn I-if he talk down on the set we gon' put him in a urn Th-th-they'll never find the body and the case will be adjourned Yeah, I got rims on my whip like a chariot They spinnin' all the time Yeah, I just bought a statue of myself I feel like Roman times Like ancient Greek times, b*t*h Yeah, b*t*h Yeah, b*t*h B*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h
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