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[intro: the count]
(you have reached the voice mailbox of) count trapula

[verse 1: trapula & the count]
and now we are done
this sh+t just for fun
that’s my smoking gun
you know i’m number
you get it? (yeah)
that was… clever, right? okay
[verse 2: trapula]
i don’t start a fight
i just choose to buy
in the eternal night
that’s when you get a fright
it’s quite a sight
so come into the light
you can be fine this time
my mansion filled with rhyme
you know i’m the king of crime
i’m sour like a lime
i sell these rhymes like dimes
paper like new york times
that just how it is, at least now it is
it’s trapula, don’t gеt me mad at ya

[verse 3: childish gambino]
okay, it’s childish gambino, homegirl drop it like thе nasdaq
move white girls like there’s coke up my asscrack
move black girls ’cause, man, f+ck it, i’ll do either
i love p+ssy, i love b+tches, dude, i should be runnin’ peta
in adidas, with some short shorts, b+o+o all over me
my green is where it’s supposed to be, your green is in my grocery
this asian dude, i stole his girl, and now he got that kogi beef
my d+ck is like an accent mark, it’s all about the over e’s
hot like a parked car
i sound weird like “n+gga” with a hard ‘r’
fly like the logo on my cousin’s 440
eatin’ oreos like these white girls that blow me
[outro: the count]
we the best music!

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