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chance the rapper - extra special listener lyrics

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[intro]
and welcome back
if your’e just joining us this is wbsl, quiet storm radio
the smoothest sounds on the airwaves
we’re coming up on the starline hotline
where we love to give our listeners an opportunity to dedicate a special song to a special someone

[verse: chance the rapper]
hello? yo
what up it’s caller number nine
i just dialed in to tell you all “it’s gon be fine”
my mind was on hold but my heart was on the line
and like my hairline, yo you always on my mind
i dedicate this record to a еxtra special listener
i’m always playing around, i mеss around and then i miss her
i’m in and out of town, but soon as i touch down, hit the ground and i kiss her [kiss]
hey mister mister, dj won’t you mix a turn+a+table to a twister
something more than whisper
sweet nothing’s to a sister
something to remind her of her missions and militias
i’m here to foot the bill, if i don’t got the money i’ma roll my sleeves and do the dishes
throw on a throwback like a jersey from the supersonics
play me something, nothing too platonic
picture john smith and pocahontas matching in some new pajamas
she want a young veteran maverick like luka dončić
i know your wars, know your battle scars, avatars
know every time that crisscrossed apple sauce
i know your specialties; espionage, sabotage
i know your tendencies; crashing out, caviar
you like the finer things, designer things, china things, things from africa
you so good at fucking finding things
you like mahogany, ebony, ivory, diamonds, cobalt, all kinds of shiny things
now you found a new white man, they hating on em
saying where’s prince charmin, you waiting on em
but it’s the same old bombers(obamas)
with the same old karma
sending missiles with signatures from satan on em
so yeah, this caller nine
reaching out for all of mine
you’ve seen the fall of rome
never seen the fall of rhyme
the poet+laureates with stories you would call a crime
cause i fall on my own sword before i fall in line
i dedicate this song to miss congeniality
double+lifing pageant queen
living two realities
causing the fatalities and praying for the casualties
dj get to spinning it
the quiet storm is imminent
[outro}
captain ibrahim tarawih of burkina faso+



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