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jrawlv702 – boarding pass lyrics

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we goin up
reaching altitude shortly
gotta call out your favorite rappers cuz they some cornball certified goofy n+ggas

what up jimmy
i see you buffalo
las vegas
this that desert team
kobe
raw sh+t
ayo

[verse]
flow is immaculate
style ain’t whack you kids
need to stop with the fabrication
woofin talkin whole lotta sh+t

sayin in yo rhymes what that you dont do
steady whoopin suckas ass need to gather a crew

stupid motherf+ckas with they ignorant rhymes
you better slump that official once you hit the state line
n+gga
that be the silver state
like aja raise the steaks
eating other rappers breakfast off they babymama dinner plates

what up palos verdes
what up royal crest
wheeling of that crack alley
styles for the southwest

no candy paint
unless i’m in h town
pound for pound
round for round
i’m with the action and the throw down

chikas call my negro chulo
im with the really you know
is where i glow
man yall n+ggas too slow

ain’t clocking the dough
yall dudes be the kings of no money
ass dummies
verses don’t hit like mlb pitchers son
they be mad funny

pack a suitcase and get the f+ck outta town
and i’m a daygo county n+gga so i wild out and clown

skinny brotha
little muscle
best believe i got a thick skin
you can ask great dane and tantu
all i do is win

steady gaining altitude
while visitors copping attitude
waiting in line to check into the resort
i be the desk dude

like my apologies for the wait
vato here’s a site map

a couple room keys
bar of soap
shampoo and a bath matt

feeling like a fish n+gga
go and dry yo shoulders off

still showin em fake pistols
ayo them sh+ts is airsofts

errthing bout these weirdos mucho grande mirage

catch em in person full of hot air
like a desert garage

yeah dat
what’s happenin
i keep it crackin

lotta haters with the simpin savin hoes be the captain

i’m on my job and in the streets makin sure bills is paid
you out here buggin tryin to get yo ass laid
we ain’t the same n+gga

it be the same n+ggas
who claim they pull triggers
catch em on the block
it ain’t hot
ain’t even got a pistol

see him at the clearport takin off like they dads
wonder how a motherf+cka got into first class
i scanned my boarding pass



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