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gun n run - thank god that i got this chance lyrics

verse 1: i told her, please let migo, that offsetted her, then i took off right on the low. hot girl, tina snow, world at war call of duty fasho. put b-tter on the d-mn dinner roll, cut the weeds and we don’t let them grow. my heart frozen can’t let it go, don’t got money for studio sean don or don coolio, want a chain clanking and sw-nging low

hook: aye, get nae nae’d on b-tch. i’m smart but i’m dumb rich. aquafina, my drip. sweating up in the mosh pit, world war z with brad pitt. nae nae dance, shoot your hands, count some bands. it’s too hot need a fan drive around the hoover d-mn. superhero like shazam, spam pam up in the pan yeah. save my money on my advance, put a belt up on my pants. thank god that i got this chance

verse 2: there’s a will there’s a way, you write your will before you go away, time is flying but i’m here to say. got some words that i want to say. mom and dad was just fighting. worked a notré dame de sion. some cap but some lying, car speeding you can say that it’s flying. flying high but i’m sober, everyday i’m getting older, take a shower for my oder. brush my t–th for the closure. money got a good aroma, shoot your shot but now it’s over. president is imposer, i mean an imposter, more fiery than some vodka. can’t drink no cîroc-ah, garlic b-tter on my pasta

verse 3: back hurts because of my posture. thank god i walk cuz they said it’s impossible, beat the odds now i feel like ron possible, from the old kids show called “kim possible”. yeah. up the hill made it trough all the obstacles. clean my gl-sses gotta clean all my optical, oppa stoppa and attachments unstopable. it’s possible, but is it probable? bishop son, cuz issa holy prodigal, proclamation from the top of the staton. world war threatens all of the nations. dark energy, you know what i’m saying death and destruction you seeing all day

verse 4: get cancer from the chips, frito lay. opioids put my mind in a daze chronic pain hope this stuff is a daze. it stole my life for how many days. dsr, man you know i got aim, black ops 2, like i’m playing for faze. i’m off crutches, i might need a cane. sweet tea with the sugar from cane. chinese chicken, sauce with the lo main. crippled, limping you can say that i hang. slat, slime drip, that is my slang. bible squad, yeah that is my my gang. x and y do you have a domain. getting paper cakes i got my dough maine. close the window so who at the door maine? shout out to my cousin jermaine. plain, plain jane, know all the watches insane. no seizure in the back of my brain. gripping wood and i’m gripping the grain. the accident happened it made me insane, thank god he cured me anyway. trama from the baby burking lurking didn’t know what’s next. ariana grande with the thank u next all the positions on my neck woah. ooooh

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