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cully - funk it up lyrics

[intro: cully]
yo, yo, yo
cully
yo, yo, yo

[verse 1: cully]
suburbia was my backdrop, but i’m tired of this
can’t be a have-not when i’m liver than sh-t
cats is half hot like when fire meets p-ss
get put out right quick in a ditch- below earth
no soul search, all money and no worth
you slow learn, body swimming in cold currents
got a wood burning furnace
in a house in the woods with my parents
early birdies eat them worms and they totally deserve it
humble pie, never do i wonder what dessert is
i’m workin’ the first shift- on stage
while you lurk in the curtains- not paid
wonder how many lives that hip-hop saves
do them brain dead people really got graves?
i don’t know, adios when i pop bailey’s
and start sippin’
steal all of y’all women
it’s out to mars tripping
leave a big -ss tip in the jar for y’all b-tches

- cully lyrics

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