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Happy Meal
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Tabby
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Youngin' crunching numbers, guess He kept the cash Kellog Y'all taking the wrong steps like two lefts on Topher's Venom Bad to the bone, baby Dastardly as poking condoms Or telling abortion jokes to octomom on Tumblr.com This that barista giving a vegan's cold press Soy with sweetener being freshly squeezed semen From four meat-eating war vets Couldn't even peak at your best Sexually please your penis or sell birds and the bee's To whores wetter than Aquafina poured on Floating polar corpses Shit, you're worse than global warming is Probably got to brag a lot to make up for an enormous dick They say the average size like 5-6 inches But experts never said get defensive for 5-6 minutes Tyler liking white boys? Guessing that's good for me Got Amanda Bynes voice still I'm killing emcees You such a cheeky motherf*cker, send regards to RiRi Painting imagery with oil to sell décor for BP (Ha) Cat's out the bag now (Woo) Ox in a china shop having break downs Hot box the Pontiac, aux swaps with posse and knock trunks like body's stashed, hand Tabs the mic That's that real combo, that sandwich and fries Born outta bronze, gold teeth when I smile Handful of manhood while jackoffs look down Leave lastin' impressions You've left foot in mouth, stupid You left foot in mouth, stupid You left foot in mouth, stupid You left foot in mouth, stupid You left foot in mouth, stupid You left foot in mouth, stupid You left foot in mouth, stupid You left foot in mouth, stupid You left foot in mouth, stupid We came to reinvent music, it's time for the revolution We came to reinvent music, it's time for the revolution We came to reinvent music, it's time for the revolution All your songs are 16 to the hook Ha-ha Look at me, a shaolin monk who refuse to give a f*ck Bitch I'm over your head like Giannis Suck my dick, don't press your luck It's like you slipped the goddamn gauntlet on the fist of Exodia Orange boy snapped on an instrumental Half your crew don't feel so good Kick it with you like sweet chin music Gosling with the Drive, cannot lie y'all bitches Clueless Tongue is tied, Semper-fi, that's word to my father Called me up, told me "Adam I have never been prouder" Damn, eyes got the water, Ugly God in his feelings While you toddlers are teething Tabby Pickles act as leader I've remade Baby Genius Promise I'll win the Oscar, Leo Dicap the monarchs Thugger said he's Jeffery? Bitch, I gotta call my third Dahmer Lunch is proof in pudding cups and packed a punch like Saitama Dress yourself in Viton, can't even put on a concert Need a really suave city broad to call my Ilana Change face like Ayra, toss Harveys in Arkham (Oh my God! Cat's out the bag now (Woo) Ox in a china shop having break downs Hot box the Pontiac, aux swaps with posse and knock trunks like body's stashed, hand Tabs the mic That's that real combo, that sandwich and fries Born outta bronze, gold teeth when I smile Handful of manhood while jackoffs look down Leave lastin' impressions You've left foot in mouth, stupid Hahahahaha Oh
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