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[Verse 1: Beats]
We come through throbbin' thunder storms
Make feets get wet and funky up in they under arms
I'm too explosive for your ears like I'm throwin'
With the exclusive on the channel, bitch I it's on
Niggas get mad like cheerleaders, throw the pom-poms
Suck a dick, eat salam gettin' they nails done in
Beats is like limp balm
If you talk shit, I'll make you cry and tell big moms
I got nice hands, eat out my big palms
Haters be starvin' nowadays I make California Vietnam
And I'm to embalm my creativity
a CD-rom, so you can feel this shit up on

Turn it up, where's the
the keys, yeah
Turn it up, the bass?
the keys, oh my God
Turn it up nigga, where's the
Could you bring the keys?
it up, nigga where's the bass?
Drop the

2:]
Pink chinchilla, I'm like Thrilla
My t-shirts are bathin', a gorilla
You niggas all like you drink a cup of Splenda
But I ate that whole plate a fat bitch dinner
I'm never the winner, always the
I choose to win, but I will choose her
Her fish loves his tuna
I never use a I always spoon her
Go nuts, instrumental much
European model bitch is eatin' donuts
you faggots, I'm with a fat bitch
Makin' shit come like I'm gadget
I'm mental, it's
Make your future ask for dental records
And I this record have you stabbin' niggas with colored pencils

3:]
Yo, gum that Reese's Pieces
You're feelin' life, I'll mug teachers
I've got Muslims crawlin' on
I fucked Kelly, where is
Found Alicia, now she
Cold as ice, and now I'm
every bod from my squad
So technically, now I'm teamless, O.F. is so