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bigfilthydad - graduation cypher lyrics

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[intro: bigfilthydad & others]
okay, bigfilthydad, we’re on the track today
startin’ off we got me, bigfilthydad (yuh), pizzalad (yuh)
woollytoodope (yuh), youngbrolly (yuh), mcalex (yuh) evant++tersweetenhelm (yuh), and jomi (yuh)
ayy, all right, bigfilthydad, let’s get into it

[verse: pizza lad, ]
treatin’ it right, we discrete, pete the feat (yuh), that’s bigfilthydad, photo slatts, we elite (slatt)
that’s the slime, like green, i ain’t talkin’ playdough (nah), why you actin’ mean? (why?) why you gotta play, though? (why?)
all up on the, ooh, all up on the meat (meat), like it’s fettuccine chicken (yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh) and you know it’s sweet
that’s delicious, shawty, you so precious (precious), you know that we spittin’ (spittin’) and we representin’ (representin’)
all the, all the crew, all the dudes, feelin’ stuck like glue (ah), what do we do? (what do we do?)
we spit bars (ooh), we go hard (yuh, yuh, yuh), goyard on the pants, back at the barnyard
at the barnyard, yeah, they call me “young farmer”, pull up on the opps, pop a shield, yeah, i got armor
armor like it’s platin’, protect her like we are datin’, nah, i’m just simp, but i got her oscillatin’

woollytoodope and we f+ckin’ with a track, that’s my rap name, but my homies call me “zach”
posted in the chair sippin’ on some mint tea, hit a diamond carter like i’m ddt
pull up to the ring like wwe, hit a suplex, the crowd celebratin’ me

celebratin’ me like i’m youngbrolly, cookin’ on the track like i’m eatin’ amari’s
cookin’ up the grub with the flameless heater, waitin’ with the buds for the homie evant++ter

event++tersweetenhelm, that ain’t who i be, spittin’ rap verses got it flowin’ like my pee
gotta take a p+ss so i pour it in the trough, posted up with the crew and they callin’ me the boss
alpha, sigma, all+around male, lyrics so concise, hammer in just like a nail
rappers try to challenge me, but that ain’t right, stumble on the track and they are gonna fail

all the homie fail (fail), they want the new flow (see it), but we gotta bail (bail), they can’t handle, though (nah)
they can’t handle that (ooh), and i think that’s true (true), i hit ’em with the facts (facts), give the ho the booth (here you go)
curious? (ooh) askin’ questions, that’s a inquiry, but we ain’t pressin

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