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delazoo - mashup monday 3 lyrics

(say my name- destiny’s child)
girls love beyonce
so i’ll rap for kelly rowland
know your boys been ducked out for the past few months rap game eddie snowden
but no, new songs i won’t leak that
and the difference is i ain’t hard to find
and i’ll let you have your ‘ol biebs cracks
but he spikes his hair and i parted mine
he dances, does pop sh-t
i, rap well and pop sh-t
drink makers mark, then socialize, with people ’round the age of your pops, sh-t
i’m an, old soul cause they paved the way
and i ain’t, with fame no dana dane
so i, hope it’s in indicative of my angle mane
cause i don’t really give a f-ck if you say my name
got me in the bas-m-nt like dorris and mobin
never coming out because that door doesn’t open
looking for oppurtunity, settling for mormons
still gotta hold an endorphin
just, take rain with a d.c. and a smile
peers don’t judge, no need for a trial
got me throwed like i’m feet deep in the mound
and they still tryna reach for my sound

(slow jamz-kanye west,jamie foxx and twista)
but i’m rap game pre-cana
you ain’t f-ckin with me less you take cl-ss
and i play fast
could fit it if i did slow
feelin like a pop culture panaramic of the whole era
i could write a poem
i could sing a song
harmonize a tone
sing like bizzy bone
anything you want
woops, they didn’t say the wells there
no no but i can’t stop now
let me spin it back little bambaat style
alright, let’s try it again
i could write a poem
i could sing a song
harmonize a tone
sing like bizzy bone
anything you want
and i’ll do it
woop there they at
tryna take rap, i tookted it back
doesn’t make a difference that my hooks tend to catch
they don’t ever book me for that
i’m in it like a roach at my last apartment
get a millimeter closer and i’m past my mark
i had to be the one to find another reason to do it
cause you won’t see me in an aston martin
what i look like?

(get lucky- daft punk ft. pharrell)
eye for the chase
little bitter woman, never minded the taste
so i won’t be the one that you leaning on
white girl drop down and go and get your american eagle on
mike jack, em and royce, bebe kid bad
more songs about my ex than taylor swift ever had
i give a f-ck about as often as your homegirl, when you told her you loved
and she loves you too, except just only as a brother
i’m friendzoning the game, there ain’t a rapper can wh0r- me
talking chast-ty buddy, en fuego ’bout to endorse me
underground to the point that there just ain’t sh-t that’s below me
so labels stopped trying to find me, so i’m thinking i’m kony
and you think your girl does not creep
all i did was shook ones at her like mobb deep
and she’s up in my car, and i ain’t even got the money like that
dlz’ll take your honey and dash, it’s like that
up all night to bump uglies
8 months off, i’m better so f-ck rusty
hit me with your best i’m lettin em up cut me
going out swinging til the home ump rush me out
too foul, who could touch me now
i was 18 singing bout ‘f-ck this town’
people that were yelling stay are yelling f-ck me now
so i’ll plan another up and out
but i would have nothin else
i’m the type to walk in and straight bump this shelf
knock the dusty records off then i’ll spin em around
this for the upper middle neighborhoods and minimum towns
you gotta stay down and get it down with the get down
ktown and sh-t town made you sit town
we ain’t seen the top but we take mad peaks
but we’ll claim our spot, don’t save that seat

- delazoo lyrics

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