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grey sweatpants - when cereal goes wrong lyrics

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[verse 1: chachi pajamas]
my n-gg-s love it when i talk like this
go to flash lil brother when i need clean p-ss
iphone all cracked and i’m still getting b-tches
at the wine mixer in my beijing 6’s

[verse 2: flash giordani]
i’m dropping ash on my shirt, i got to switch it mid-sentence
even when the chips is down i refuse to be caught slipping
drifting around corners and obstacles in the civic coupe
with the v-tech engine and pirelli’s, it pulls smooth

[verse 3: chachi pajamas]
oh so you one of them slick n-gg-s?
quick to quit b-tches, ‘something slight’ type of n-gg-
in a time of lean & sprite, you drinking juice type of n-gg-
heard your girls play the flute, do you recruit my n-gg-?

[verse 4: flash giordani]
got game like jesus this grapefruit-
kush is spread like jam in that grape game
who you fooling? i can see through all of it like x-rays
got them feeling sick to their stomach like it was test day

[verse 5: chachi pajamas]
birthdays was the worst days
now we sipping snapple apple when we thirsty
another day another blunt in my mouth
probably playing spades at my grandmomma house

[verse 6: flash giordani]
my words bring attention like a rich uncle’s will
i told my mom i’m rapping until i touch a hundred mil
i arise over the ones that leak from their eyes
demolish the weak and watch my greater fortune multiply

[verse 7: chachi pajamas]
shampoo my b-tch hair getting head in the shower
i’m f-cking fancy like jamie at king’s tower
i’m bowser f-cking peach dog, this sh-t could get ugly
i got p-ssy juice all on my polo rugby

[verse 8: flash giordani]
speech fluid like bleach, i wreak havoc
not cheap, i roll over prices like monster trucks in traffic
i ain’t buying mid, these dummies breaking bank for garbage
plotting on the drunk b-tch that keep staring in the party

[verse 9: chachi pajamas]
another chapter in “when cereal goes wrong”
every girl that i had s-x with gon have to tell her grandson
f-cked around and pulled a hamstring running game
you know the name it’s either goody or big daddy kane

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