damu the fudgemunk - four better or worse (pt. 1) lyrics
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[verse: nitty scott]
i’m sam cooke with the soul, like summertime sky
peach cobbler on the ride, make the pies fly
b+tterflies in july, speak in tie+dye
punch+drunk off the rum, is you mai tai?
looking at my guy, like, why would i lie?
life is a drive+by, no, never a dry eye
so why don’t we eliminate the extra?
shorty cannot play me, won’t you try playing alexa?
they tryna reach me like they tryna get to mecca
plus i got perfection on thе record like elektra
so gimmе the front, gimme a blunt and a picket sign
spent more than time below the mason+dixon line
black lives lit it up, i hear critics
but never will a bigot prevent me from getting mine
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