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One up
Never if the sun up
It's all until the gubs see you come up
It's like a jungle never know gonna run up
We just wanna forever with the thumbs up
Barcelona, no stops got the up
Smart in case the cops pull the gun up
Artichoke, soft, my thug tough
Garçon, bring a cup of that drunk
I ain't ya boy baby, you got me up
Wait, let me state it
Shut the up
Trust don't space with dumb luck
Hush, got the tour bus bugged up
Shh.
like the wheels on a dump truck
Birds snuck through the security with nun
Adrenaline rush, the whole party up
I flood nut on her sponge

It goes people
I love the way you the people people
people
I love the way you love the people
People
I the way you love the people people

From everywhere gather
Uh uh
Now, too playa, too for spoons
Got a, cause I fiend for structure
But cha, shooting at the ring and the
Screaming, the world
Cause that don't love you
a few dreams to choose
But if they don't let you keep shoe strings
They want you to suffer
And if you're you can haunt each other
In a city of where the vultures flutter
Now, swings a convenient excuse
Seems gotta be something in the butter
Smother the fire before it gets
One foot in the grave the other foot in the
Uh, boosting any thing, if it ain't screwed down
It becomes pray to my
I it back to my underground bunker
Stay cool everybody, an awesome summer

people
I the way you love the people people
people
I love the way you love the people
people
I love the way you love the people

People everywhere gather around
Uh uh
Now
Bonus, me and my
Hoping that you never treat me I'm homeless
Unless it mean you about to see me with some
Or
Dominate the nomination where zone is
What you thinkin, the reason we're in show biz
Work like a clown the squirt guns loaded
Only thing being than lonely is coke dick
Word got around, and now we call you fish
You was pissing in your own of porridge
When I rode across the on the back of a tortoise
Never see try to act I'm gorgeous
Greasy mother fucker make it party the Socs
Tweet a of my penis to the POTUS
Roll my weed in the of some old eviction notice
Is the police came like a swarm of
Hanky yanky doodle of America