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boom bullet & the compressor - be humble. (remix) lyrics

[intro : boom bullet]
what’s up ladies and gentlemen
this is the remix
it’s your boy boom bullet
the compressor

[verse : boom bullet]
i still remember the last day at my school
i wrote a picture on a piece of paper
left it inside my desk (wooooo)
it’s a picture of a boat
floating on da wave (aha)
and its a destination like
how i wanna be da best
yeah, i was my teachers favourite student
inside da cl-ssroom cause i always p-ss da test
now, every show i go
i am always be da special guest
yeah, i told you homie i’m blessed
i told you homie i’m blessed
yeah, i’m so fresh i forgot about my ex
im just too busy worry about my next, yes
but i heard that your girl got a lot of junk
in her trunk
she wanna f-ck me when i’m drunk, yeah
i can make her p-ssy coming four times before i comes
i’m so sick of all these people with their make up looking like a f-cking clowns
can you show me something natural
like the way i sound (undistinguishable ad-lib)
can you show me something natural
like the colour of my skin
that i’m proud of
it’s so brown

[chorus : kendrick lamar]
b-tch, be humble (hol’ up, b-tch)
sit down (hol’ up, lil’, hol’ up, lil’ b-tch)
be humble (hol’ up, b-tch)
sit down (hol’ up, sit down, lil’, sit down, lil’ b-tch)
be humble (hol’ up, hol’ up)
b-tch, sit down (hol’ up, hol’ up, lil’ b-tch)
be humble (lil’ b-tch, hol’ up, b-tch)
sit down (hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up)
be humble (hol’ up, hol’ up)
sit down (hol’ up, hol’ up, lil’, hol’ up, lil’ b-tch)
be humble (hol’ up, b-tch)
sit down (hol’ up, sit down, lil’, sit down, lil’ b-tch)
be humble (hol’ up, hol’ up)
b-tch, sit down (hol’ up, hol’ up, lil’ b-tch)
be humble (lil’ b-tch, hol’ up, b-tch)
sit down (hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up)
(yo)

[verse – the compressor]
i don’t need to be formal
just a k!ller in the [?]
these b-tches makin’ claims
they can blow me like inflation
see these girls paradin’
cos’ they got me hard
when i make my statement
cop cars flash like mardi gras
(come on mother f-ckers, these mother f-ckers better)
chances getting rocky
pump more action than a tommy
give you head collisions
till your head is getting foggy
these b-tches gettin’ c-cky
so imma make a cyclone
call me jak & daxter when you see me on that light mode
i’ll delete you like a typo
when you see this f-ckin’ fistful
your punches over heads
like josh versus klitscsko
one hit will make your ribs blow
(undistinguishable)
these f-ckers will bleed
like a tampon on the sheets
be humble take a seat
when you see me crack
it won’t f-ck with the antics
or you’ll be talkin’ like an addict
(yeah, d-mn right)

- boom bullet the compressor lyrics

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