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éwn - masquerave lyrics

ladies and gentleman
let’s get it poppin
you already know who it is

“they really don’t tho”

well y’all about to know who this is

grandson will$

listen up

nah you listen up
what do you mean bro? this is my song, get off

come through your phone
through ya laptop
tv screen
black box
radios, they air me and i blast off
reach through the screen sn-tch your blunt call that jackpot
i’m from the future so i never take my mask off
came to lay this beat down in the black box
with a mad beat and a flow hard enough
to crack rocks
all these rappers better stand and tip they hats off
i am their princ-p-l but i’m also their mascot

they ain’t ready for tc after o
double v i two l’s but y you at my show
getting stopped with your whole d-mn crew at the front door
like “yo we tryna get in”
yeah but who do you know

yo girl an instagram ting
i make her do the splits and then an instant handspring
then she

double tap
double tap
double tap

ooooo
she make it boomerang and make an instagram fling

it’s panoramic
camera panoramic
call me richie bran cause i’m flyer than atlantic
drone taking pictures of the baddies and the goons
while they buggin at the bunnies like they watching looney toons

told the cops if they get a noise complaint
it’s just an invitation to the biggest masquerave
neighbor called the cops and they came like call of duty
as we speak sheriff brown is doing c0ke off her booty

tooty frooty
big booty judy
comin of the top like a thick fruity smoothie
i’m a cutie
oh she got cooties
keep a lil vert
but i don’t carry uzi
like
baby stewie
we gon make a movie
get it dancing
really get it groovy
got the bud like i’m hanging out with rudy (ay)
got the bud like i’m hanging out with rudy

i wish i got beyoncé to sing me the chorus
i can see your halo like i’ve got the eye of horus
this the type of song that make your great aunt delores
wanna leave the nursing home and come with us on the tourbus

new phone
who is
this the
new sh-t
i got
blueprints
don’t be
clueless

let’s take a
booze trip
on a cruise ship
from ny
to munich
we could lose it
and do sh-t
in one room
with 2 chicks

party everyday
party in the booth
party in the elevator
party on the roof

my n-gga ferdinand
chuggin on da goose
and he tripped on thin air
and he fell right through

natural sunroof
my place
gunproof
but not dummy proof
ferdinand only has one tooth

someone said that ferdi might need a lobotomy
he gon be okay?
sh-t idk n-gga probably

d-mn so he really just gon go out like that
(hm yhup) (like a b-tch)

ay he’s not getting up

oh my god he’s dying call 911!
what’s the number??

really n-gga, what’s the number?

yo forget all that just get him some advil he’ll be fine i promise

- ewn lyrics

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