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구역의 미친 x. I'm a different type of beast. I'm a different type of beast, beast, beast. I'm a different type of beast, but it's ok. Feel so good, good to be alive (oh, oh). Uh, I'm a motha-effin rock star
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up in the summer have em yellin "fall back". And ive always been that hat like an effin ball cap. Ya now came in the game like "woah". Gotta couple chains on me cause i like gold. They tell me im the
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, keepin' it Effin. Yous was at home, keepin' it tryphy Bridge Hook
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bod. Oo, you got me stuck,. Im so effin into you,. Ill let you blow my moves. Don't breathe,. I want to take your breath,. Let your body feel it all night, from your battery. It'll charge you up
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!. No seriously, seriously! Ew, ew!. I can’t, I can’t! Ew, ew!. Verse 1 will. i. am & Jimmy Fallon. Look at look at this. OM-effin-G, what the eff?. You're gonna freakin' flip, like, seriously freakin
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throat up. . Hm-hm, now turn my mic up. . Step right up, hurry, hurry, don't miss this. . Watch me light up the mic like a Christmas. . Tree, see, I mean business, I ain't effin around. . Put the
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throat up. . Hm-hm, now turn my mic up. . Step right up, hurry, hurry, don't miss this. . Watch me light up the mic like a Christmas. . Tree, see, I mean business, I ain't effin around. . Put the
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why?. Critics are really the enemy and I. Can't stand the way they slam today's gifted. Effin' incredible, get fanned away with grands to pay. This jam will lay scripted. Deaf and impeccable. Write a
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so cheap. You're just a mother-effin' P-I-M-P. I don't know what you heard about me. But you won't get me out on that D. Boy, your hustle tricks are so cheap. You're just a mother-effin' P-I-M-P. Go
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. Elements, and it's coming through your block. Can't you smell it trick? Wanna copy-cat my whole format. So you get funk tracks, punch lines and skull hats Got a little Redman in town. Who's that effin
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a little Redman in town. Who's that effin clown soundin wack with the frown??. I don't know man, but you better wonder what I would do. While loud on this staff like birds one and two. My crew
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bod. Oo, you got me stuck,. Im so effin into you,. Ill let you blow my moves. Don't breathe,. I want to take your breath,. Let your body feel it all night, from your battery. It'll charge you up
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flesh with it. 'Til your larynx and neck are split. With these lyrics, weapons expert with. Like hair extensions, extra clips. And you're scared to effin' death of it. Bitch, you're starin' at a legend
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, give me the effin' money too G, yo stop stop stop Took the money then I dipped with the quickness. The plan went well so I got down to the business. Opened up the bag it was filled with paper. I