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we going in

[57 pixels]

[verse 1: percy]
yeah, your girl in the pampers
ha, i’m the sh-t, uh…
i work anything that i want to
this is what i’m going do
yeah, your b-tch bad but i tell her i don’t want chu
flyer than a mo’f-cka, yeah i’m a mo’f-cka
f-ck a n-gga mother, now you can call me mo’f-cka
that just how i flow, n-gga
i go that 5-0-4, n-gga
i’m the realest, yeah fasho, n-gga
i’m something you should know, n-gga
so catch it boy, i’m the wood chop in this b-tch
and i’m fly head to toe, all my clothes it st-tched
i wait, i got it uh…
grip work, rocket uh…
new orleans, n-gga in this b-tch
wait, woah kemosabe every balling is my hobby
i f-ck yo ho up in the lobby
no that’s f-cking that i gotta do, this what i do, chill with my crew
that 5-0-4, i’m from the boot and i will put buddha’s boot in you
that’s how i f-cking rise, i’m on that cruise ship, i do sh-t
got yo ho sucking my d-ck fast like she work with two lips
wait, nah i mean two pair, this is how i do dare
no n-ggas i don’t do share, but don’t f-ck around when i do dare
like, a b see b-tch? i’m a motherf-cking monster you can’t c d e
wait, i am an effin’ g so f-ck wrong what you say, n-gga
this is how i play, n-gga
that k-bang f-ck around get k-slang
yo wey hang, f-ck around with new orleans, n-gga ain’t no slay-ang
like jack daniels, no… or captain jack sparrows
i chill with julian, you know how we just shoot them arrows
like, x-men, you can be an x-men
k!ll you, f-ck your girl then go and f-ck her ex-friend
yeah i’m in that benz, mo’f-cka how i get it you know biggest
new orleans n-gga, wrap you up just like christmas
i’m gone

[verse 2: 57 pixels]
i’m gone, far long and faded
i got pictures of your girl naked
she’s fake and celebratin’
that the number of d-cks that been in her has reached three digits
get wid it, percy and 57 p hit it like 9/11
you’re not worthy, so i suggest you just quit like bad shelving
k!ll your -ss out in the country; blake shelton
i don’t shoot bullets, b-tch i break sh-lls in
this is not a collaboration
it’s blastin’ mags in gas stations
lighting f-gs with cash in it
you’re in last but i ain’t b-tch
your face is where i’m aiming
more brain than from a lady
four games; all payment
score dames like matt damon
no shame, yeah i’m flaming
not g-y, i’m only playing
i’m done like i came b-tch
this song you’ll be blaring
this is hot sh-t, lots of mosh pits
when the fall hits, heheh i’m a stop it
rapping long is the thing i’m wanting
and when i’m done with this beat, tyga will be the king of nothing