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jimmy carter of the xxxix empire - wu. gracias lyrics

i’m wifed up, thank you very much
envious cats always tryna get a touch
pretty much totally corrupt
your life sucks cuz you ain’t wifed up but me
i’m wifed up thank you very much
always on a the touch she’s point guard clutch
never stuck
that’s you punk
your life sucks
you ain’t wifed up

one these days companionship with one is all i’m managing
constant battles numerous partners oh the vibes are damaging
i don’t need my time wasted trying to bind fragments
between mad people the fine fragrance is type stagnant
broke magnets of non-compatibility
stroke fabrics of silly symmetry and fake chemistry
smoked static and ashed misery
no time for certain panic i’m ready for true love and memories
blue flame build simmering
to change i needed time to reevaluate my mission sti-
as in statement, my standards are taken
patience is non vacant, she’s coming i can feel it and i taste it
“but what about the struggle when other people get involved”
non-factors will dissolve as we are one and we evolve
i admit that i’m a dog and look at all the -ss i cee
but with my absolute, we blind to everybody but we
feel me?

how do people do it?
s-x, s-x, s-x, s-x, it’s like we clueless
to the point where the sh-t ain’t even worth the nut or the time that it came with
i’ll wait for a wedding photo to get framed, painted, hanged and lit
one piece of jewelry on my hand be the left ring
y’all immature pr-cks always waiting for the next thing
question: since you always play with sl-ts
are you sanitary? how often do you shave your nuts?
and what’s worse: crabs or a nagging wife?
i’ll take the latter, so we climb to bragging heights
with no chitter chatter
social media scatters
no likes for the grams just ill sights go bananas with my wife in a hammock tropical plights flight mileage is hammer
no toca
hitting it from back like i gotta call from sosa
dancing to merengue hip hop salsa and soca
lay up smoke up eat up sleep up get our money and pose up
no stars with close ups
revolving sun and earth evolving closer
masters together we’re perfect consolers
counselor bouncers and bowlers
striking perfect 10s with guarded hearts as we scholar our way to everlasting honor
like that

- jimmy carter of the xxxix empire lyrics

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