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Uh Yeah, hold up Now tell me you ain't know it's me Praise be, jump down and throw to the beat Uh, [?] hot potato champion, I'm holdin' the heat And throwin' shots like the ones Dirk throw at the Heat Hold up [?] but a n***a never lost it (Uh-uh) Super fresh and I ain't even get a chance to floss yet (Uh-uh) Why I'm makin' boss steps? (Uh-uh) [?] tennis shoes Referee kick me out the game [?] Testicular fortitude of [?] Southern rap slanger on the east coast, been border proof Movin' like the [?] writing's on the wall That n***as ain't tryna do it like I does it 'Cause I does it like dopest, dog, I'm cookin' by the dozen Like a [?] Crack cookies packaged up and shipped out The flow on hydraulics, MTV, we finna trick out No ride pimpin' (Uh-uh), we just cash on delivery and [?] Got [?] The 808, high-hat and the snare And the brains of whoever was there This sh*t's a massacre [?] the driver and the passenger Keanu Reeves and Sandra Bullock dyin', disastrous n***a, I'm hazardous, all I'm droppin' is toxic And all my lil' mamas [?] I toss 'em like [?] rice but they come back They do their groupie thang because they think that I'm gonna run rap Uh, but all I'm tryna do is sh*t on n***as When I spit on the beat, it's soundin' like I spit on n***as Uh, so disrespectful (Uh-huh) n***a, wipe your face off (Yeah) One with the rap world, n***a, like I'm Adolf I'm out here gettin' to the money like I'm Bernie Madoff Seventeen billion dollars, b*t*h, I made off (Peace) Uh, I'm [?], catch me if you can I got these hoes runnin' like the Gingerbread Man got me summoned like I gotta go to court As long as they've got my dollars, I'ma shut it down, of course I be rappin' like I know somethin' (Uh-huh) At the same time, I be steppin' like I'm on somethin' (Alright) b*t*h, I'm killin' it [?] every memory Every step feel like an obstacle [?] Cut the umbilical cord on all that follow me (Haha) Callin' me "Father" [?] (Uh, uh) Mac slicker than Rick And gettin' numbers in my phone with a flick of the wrist Trippin' with spit, class need to pick up his sticks Hittin' the spliffs, filled to the tip with the piff Ain't need to sh*t, yeah, you know it Explosive rap doses, supercalifragilisticexpialidocious (What?) Cream like Hostess, skin color of a Twinkie Try and take over the world like I was Pinky (Uh-huh) Pinky and the Brain, the shrink says I'm insane Don't blink, I'm in the game, haters whisperin' my name Ring bells like a ding-dong ditch And bass hits with a King Kong kick I'm droppin' it heavily, incredible legacy Ahead of me, weed or ecstasy sends me to my destiny Throwin' in the Hennessy, I'm faded and gone Playin' the songs you never hear a DJ put on (Nah) I bring it back like a replay or relay So everybody's clear, no he say, she say Poetry from [?], fresh like potpourri Blowin' trees, O's and P's, all of y'all know it's me Mac
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