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Bass Santana
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Hey, check my resumé T-t-to Bass be the glory My d**k go hard, eight (Oy, oy) True facts, ayy, ayy (Class of 2017, f**k n***as) Check my clock, I can't stop (Ayy) f**k around, make my .40 pop (Ayy) No Popcaans, I pop pistols (Yeah!) Revenge my body, clothing no issue (Ah!) b*t*h you look sick, you need a tissue You drop a body, I just might bless you (Ayy!) I'm metro-sexual, no high cholesterol (Yeah!) Where Jenny Craig? b*t*h, let's get sexual (Yeah, yeah!) Why the f**k I'd ever lie? pu**y n***a bet that pistol part of your disguise (Yeah!) I could see it in your eyes Runnin' from the reaper, f**k I'm not afraid to die b*t*hes creepin' on my line Got my main upset, these hoes I f**ked and left behind Need at least two at a time Moved to foreign, took it over, lost my f**kin' mind Instigatin's why I don't trust these b*t*hes Two-faced and lame ass n***a Gangbang for fame fake hitta I ain't never seen squad wit' ya I don't need a savior, f**k the faith Cop myself an ounce and work the weight Seen the Babylon around the way Who the f**k they catchin'? Not today
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