kanye west – freestyle 2* lyrics
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uh, hands up now
it’s the rush hour, haha
beg our pardon, comme des garçons
please calm down, your boy is back home
why ride with a dude that sit ‘pon cone
when here lies a king that sit ‘pon throne?
now, girl, what you want with your shrimp fried rice?
how about the cum of some young guy?
i always seem to come up with some dumb rhyme
they give me number one, uh, every summer time
i spit it, that crack, i sh+tted and farted on track
basically, i sharted on that, haha
you say, “you sound r+t+rded on that”
that’s all i’ma give right now
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