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Mhm
Yeah, D.U
Truck Turner
BDP
Why?
Yeah
Humpty Humpty bout to put his thing thing down
BDP in tha house, wassup?
Truck T in tha house

Oh, yeah, here we go again
Instant paper to the pen
Yeah, to bring the lines then
Begin, I’ve already begun
Skyy Vodka on my tongue
Bottles up while daddy’s about to come
And cough up the lyrical loogie
You’d think I was a break booth the way these n***as salute me
It’s prime rhyme time I gets mine baby paw
I leave you in a state of awe
I rips it on the first bra
Crackabis with that cigar
Tuning like a guitar, so far
These workie rappers, your flows do amaze me
You all deserve the bubble yo
But some is having trouble so
Knock on my door, bring a cup
I’ll hook you up, baby, fix you up
A proper cup of Humpty gravy
I put new n***as on y’all
Cause I fall, they’d be savin’ me
Holler at me, don’t be pagin’ me
You can’t, I never owned one, that’s on my mother
I hate the little annoying ass battery having f**kers
Ask anybody lay low
A track without the gravy is like dried mashed potatoes
Peace to BDP they hooked me up heavy
Everybody else form a line and get your cups ready

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