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butch dawson – spam lyrics

[intro]
(uh!)
live the life
sacrifice
it was spam and rice, two candle lights
no light at night
live the life
like its paradise
now i hate flights
like im scared of heights

[verse 1]
worth the wait
still outer sp-ce
still on the interstate
don’t be in the way
my b-tch a bae
my clique is gang
sh-t was lemonade
i took the stage and made a wave
sad boy with these 808s i conversate wit que
(yeahh uh)
b-tch what my name?
still ain’t used fame
for the f-ck of it, i take the bus i take the train
for the f-ck of it, i f-ck her once then f-ck again!
im in my bag b-tch
don’t got a clue why you mad b-tch?
i’m on that -ss b-tch
i let her feel all on the fabric
shawty a bad b-tch
this ain’t hat trick
converting the rap the the jazz b-tch
cookin a cl-ssic
i gotta, i gotta have it!
23 hundred my fit
i like a little scruff on my kicks
always got time for a fl!ck
shawty wanna suck this d-ck
n-ggas want see me out
f-cked up d-mn near dead
slept on a futon couch
dreaming about a king size bed

[chorus]
live the life
sacrifice
it was spam and rice, two candle lights
no light at night
live the life
like its paradise
now i hate flights
like im scared of heights
live the life
sacrifice
it was spam and rice, two candle lights
no light at night
live the life
like its paradise
now i hate flights
like im scared of heights

[verse 2]
back from the dead
i left her on read
call me the goat i got h-rns on my head
clips in the bed
making a movie recorded on red yeah
art in my heart
dope in my nails
weight on the scale
feds on my tail
sonic the trail
b-tch i am lit
i never could fail
i was considered a dope boy
way before k!lla and oh boy
at&t wit the android
they left a n-gga wit no choice
b-tch i got on ice ice ice
f-ck ice if it’s up to me i would hit they head with a good price
all we got is the hoodlife
pray to god for a good life
fridge full and fruit ripe
2 doors and the coupe white
throwing bread like a food fight
fake smiles oh you too nice
what’s a poker face to a joker face gotta know ya worth gotta know ya rate
350 for the bathing apes
23 hundred my fit
i like a little scruff on my kicks
always got time for a fl!ck
shawty wanna suck this d-ck
n-ggas want see me out
f-cked up d-mn near dead
slept on a futon couch
dreaming about a king size bed

- butch dawson lyrics

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