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hypothetical – dotions lyrics

verse 1

i’m in that paradise, a pair of dice
to flip it to the winner, contradictory sinner
finna finish all the liquor from the cabinets of madlibs
maybe rap on a napkin

exace her back while she’s acting
i’m dapping, rhythms up with acid, last kid out while we’re plastered
aw yeah, guess disasters happen
i’m gunna laugh just as loud as the door that i shattered

you got a whole lotta nervous nerve, to swerve nerd to the left of my pattern
top of the latter, i’m checked off out in pluto, ya’ll futiles burn in saturn
burning smoking in the matter, as i matter of fact i devoured the fat -ss
and sprinkle a little c0ke in it, no spinning till we know it’s a dope ending need a little toke business

i’m doing dotions of potions and poking the lotion and power the nose till the hoes get a toast in it
posting the zone, triple o’s to the throne and the load needs to the soap till i hold and the rope finish
(guess i’m privileged)

chorus

aw sh-t, aw sh-t, do a little bit
aw sh-t, just do a little bit
(x2)

do i have time, do i have time, do i have
do i have time, do i have time, do i have
aw sh-t, aw sh-t do a little bit, aw sh-t just do a little bit
(x2)

verse 2

i’ve been diluted to personal hobby and everyone knows it well i came to see em
drastic endeavors to spark some allusion that i’m out the ground just to beat em (i beat em)
and hoping ya’ll know me like that, all the way heaven to h-ll and then back (i’m back)
i’m sipping on crown to stay strapped, having a day to erase all my acts and i’m

starting up the beemer bout to fishtail
waking and baking to save the car smell
days p-ss and i’m sitting in a jail cell
face time better cast i’ma set sail

i never could have wanted it to go stale
post bail through my email, that failed
take time with every detail, derailed
asking for my net worth like i’m retail

she sells anything to anyone like ketamine and cinnabons to fetish queens with enemas
i finna clean the rumors up, you lose to me you better run a centipede could lose the fun abuse you on a set of drums
a need for speed and then it comes; disaster means a set of nuns about to see how quick i’m shunned
a lack of interest left to none. i’m fast and asking how the puns are coming out my -ss and such
i guess i’m last to touch the factors backward off the plastic cup don’t give a f-ck at all

chorus

aw sh-t, aw sh-t, do a little bit
aw sh-t, just do a little bit
(x2)

do i have time, do i have time, do i have
do i have time, do i have time, do i have
aw sh-t, aw sh-t do a little bit, aw sh-t just do a little bit
(x2)

- hypothetical lyrics

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