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Tookie Knows III
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Kendrick Lamar
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Smiles around the clock Dance around the globe to Disco 54 I stare at you in the eyes and spin you on your toes Music ain't music without soul Feelin' the top row Shut the blindfolds, pass the nitro Rock the love boat, get high to get low Chill the Merlot, steady your fast pour You pick up, we go low Make love once or more, we rest then encore Do-do that-that-that, hey Break you off in your Kit-Kat-Kat, hey Never seen one this gorgeous Pay your whole damn mortgage Will you look at the time, hey? Still you the one on the mind, hey Still you the top of the rhyme, hey Thank God that it's Friday Tonight, let's be the life of the party I hit the gas, it skrrt, then I pull off I'm on they ass, I just took a year off She shakin' her ass, call me when she get off Took half a mil' for my lil' bro to get out That new Richard Mille made me feel like a boss Feel like I'm Meech when I'm ridin' in these cars Who you know pull up whole entourage in a foreign? I got designer for days, but it's somethin' about 'em Go crazy for white Air Force 1's, maybe 'cause I'm a dope boy I done got rich, everybody my cousin You ain't servin' no packs with me, you ain't my brother That chopper go through sh*t, I call it the cutter I just bought a new whip, I went bought another My mother, she happy now Ain't no cap and gown, but I graduated Her house paid for, and that new Mercedes Know you see that they been tryna be me lately I'm a heavy hitter like Gervonta Davis That sh*t ain't gon' save 'em, leave 'em on the pavement All I know is get this motherf**kin' paper Damn near 30, still set trippin', cuz Where you from? I'ma see about it Last year I made ten million That's where I've been, yeah, a private island Smoking something, on autopilot Got too many cars, I might crash a whip New 'Rari pedal barely tapping n***a, vroom-vroom, yeah, I'm rich, b*t*h Got two rollies, but one missing Think my daughter flossing, she in kindergarten Got one crib worth two cribs And my front lawn, yeah, that's water fountain You be talking boss, saying big words Like philosophies, man, you weird homie What it sounds to me that you broke as f**k And your b*t*h gon' leave, and that's real, homie I got big money, big booty b*t*hes Man, that sh*t gon' be death of me (death of me) Big problems, I must admit it Man, that sh*t gon' be death of me (death of me) Big dreams, no superstition That sh*t gon' be the death of me (death of me) I pray to a C-Note, my mama gave up hope I can't stand myself I just bought a new coat, I just might go broke I can't stand myself I just might damn myself I just might...God! Me and my b*t*h, took a little trip Down to the garden, took a little dip (Oh no)
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