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a. wal the sultan – dapper dan lyrics

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it’s the s+u+l+t+a+n mannnnn
my ladies only f+ck with n+ggas who high positions
lawyers and some judges some ballers a couple politicians
since i was in the crib a n+gga had a lot of vision
y’all was playin barney when i was playin it was written
back when n+ggas said the first black prez clinton
n+ggas went to war with cops like jews and christians
i was blessed with all this pigment and ancient wisdom
ain’t no type money worth the taste of that ass you kissin
i like them b+tches out houston who still tippin
or who rep detroit with pride like she’s a piston
kujo on the mic these rappers is all kitten
i been thirsty for a million but still spittin
these n+ggas cotton mouth only spеak when it’s large amounts
yen dinеro euros and dollars could be my only spouse
pinky in the air b+tter trout
tried to keep classy on the daily most my homies dan fouts
they been thinking throwing bullets is they only route
but you can’t see the castle beauty from yo mama couch
and even kings on top the mountain found a burning house
we ain’t perfect if its in ya heart ya let it out
i been walking in my purpose but i deal with doubt
we ain’t super heroes baby we ain’t mighty mouse
but i been n+ggas hits like i’m mighty mouse
so you gon see me with title when i end da bout
i’m on cloud nine my spirit divine
non believers need a savior this the perfect time
i been k!lling all this p+ssy like a real crime
this that bundy out here wylin in his prime
like it’s high noon… you know i gotta shine
i’m the goat baby you could check the sign
smooth as walt clyde mink long in a tesla
keep a handle on the mic styling like i’m the professor
philly girl got me cheesesteaks lived out in chester
not in el segundo left my wallet in winnetka
scooped it in the blue impala b+tch call me baretta
women better when they come in groups like salt and peppa
i ain’t wanna do it quick i had to let it fester
the people smelling what i’m cooking b+tch you know the wrestler
applying pressure but a mamba still need a vanessa
so we ain’t splurging on these b+tches we take em to checkers
it’s the s+u+l+t+a+n mannnnn



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