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clyde cyrus - .wrong planet lyrics

let the weed blaze while the beats playing
you keep hating, the heat’s spraying to leave you laying
6 feet deeper than statements that mr. jesus would make
10 toes down, i walk what i’m talking
stephen hawking with the flow, my foes are amyotrophic
claim they got my back but they plot on how to say they got me back
smacking donald trump with a guala stack
trappin in my scholar slacks
still rock versace off the dollar rack
money on my mind, tryna get a f+cking college cap
and [usher] in a job so that i can [pop my collar] back
wonderfully designed every line you hear me rhyme
the kind that make you gotta hear the sh+t a second time
rewind, i’m 19 in my prime, might i remind
you that i’m unsigned, grinding until my [family’s fine]
[muthhhaaf+ckaa], once was paid [in cess] now i’m blunted off the hundreds
stuffing duckets in my trousers by the dozens
with your lover in the shower ima f+ck her, nah [i’m f+cking with you cousin]
i blaze pot like an oven, stay chopped like an onion
music got me buzzin’, now a n+gga getting money off of nothing

[verse 2]
i’m snoop dizzle with 2 pistols, i shoot and hit you
then i move quicker than dudes who knew jujitsu
it’s too simple, i’m complex as cobwebs
with 2 widows giving me hot s+x
but they was f+cking me while their husbands were not dead
a lil bit twisted in the head & i’ve got dreads
clinical pot head, half an ounce of loud in my arm rest
pigs pull me over, the smell is making my palms sweat
anytime that i announce a project
you m+th+f+ckas label it a bomb threat
in other words, c+squared’s blowing up like c4
exploding everyone in the vicinity, ya mom’s next
n+gga

- clyde cyrus lyrics

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