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beast mozella - intro lyrics

[verse 1: beast mozella]
it’s 5 o’clock somewhere, this is a f-cking fun fare, versace’s the plates like the belt on my waist. i’m flipping the work like i’m under the crate. spreading my message, avoiding the hate. i spit the dopey wordplay of the day. d-mn, sandman with dreams of visions of me, i murder these rappers, i’m taking a plea don’t spit for free, i’m charging a fee. i’m rolling them trees, smoking them leaves. sit under the top, i’ll take it with ease. uh, i am a cracker, i am a stacker, carry 45’s like a backwards brian urlacher, pimping & macking & stacking thes racks with, my hands. i demand a plan, i’m deeper than shovels & sand. i wish you would, don’t act like you can. d-mn, i’m like al pacino in scarface without the drug addiction, there’s no replacement for my position. i’m headed to the top, a man on a mission, wishing i was kissing b-tches, popping bottles, diamonds glisten, people would listen to this music that i’m committing, & bill o’reilly was permitting the lyrics that i was dishing. uh, purple lean & purple weed, selling white girl on the corner of my street. more blocks than shaq was on, 24 inch rims is what that lac wa on. yeah, i’m rolling like that, because my music is booming & my wallet is really fat. i’ve got dollars, i knock your head off like piñatas. i don’t remember when left eye left, i get the groove & stick & move, like i’m committing theft. uh, i’m mozella, so lyrical, spiritual, a miracle, going so mental on super -ss instrumentals. beast

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