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dream caster - home run lyrics

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[chorus: dream caster]
home run, out the ball park
tatted on my stomach, it’s some f+cking fine art
and she love my music, tell me it’s some fine art
i’m with [?] we sipping good, i can feel it in my heart
i’m afraid to stand tall ’cause i might fall
wings on me, robin jeans
and you know i get the bread, i’m talking any means
and my opp [?] as f+ck, he afraid of me

[verse: jrippy]
and i walk up into the building with the energy (so lit)
got them xannys in my pocket, i got plenty [?]
i been pouring with the wock, [?] i can’t see
pour up dirty sprite, i can’t even see the color green
[?] pop a percy, she can’t even hurt me
and i been sipping on the [?]
she can’t talk to me, no that b+tch do not concern me
on the block you see, with the 80s popping 30s (yeah)
this sh+t up to me
i been high up in the clouds, so you can’t even see
on a whole different level [?]
she staring at me, [?]
[?]
[chorus: dream caster]
home run, out the ball park
tatted on my stomach, it’s some f+cking fine art
and she love my music, tell me it’s some fine art
i’m with [?] we sipping good, i can feel it in my heart
i’m afraid to stand tall ’cause i might fall
wings on me, robin jeans
and you know i get the bread, i’m talking any means
and my opp [?] as f+ck, he afraid of me

- dream caster lyrics

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