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lunar c - ease up lyrics

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[verse 1]
ralph lauren money clip
the promoter tried to short me by a hundred quid
took a look at the stack, and said, “what the f+ck is this?’
slapped him, threw him in the back of a transit and took a trip
always fly with it like a travel buddy
had the swag when i didn’t have no money
gelato in a raw paper
i’m the best rapper in the whole of caucasia (yo!)
me and hash are a two+man band, the white wu+tang clan
if you don’t like me, who that man?
a few ham sandwiches short of a picnic
pimp hand strong, i don’t fall for these b+tches
pull up in the coke+white punto
jump on stage and throw up on the front row (yo!)
wedding cakе whacks in the blunt
anyway i think i’m done
lunar

[chorus]
racked a linе up on my phone screen
gave myself a nose bleed
i can’t od, i’ve got b+tches that i owe d to
i’m like, “ease up, brudda”
walk up in your house like, “tea, one sugar” [ad+libs]
[verse 2]
drunk [?] used to shot bud by the bookies
front like you’re gully, then you run like a p+ssy
i don’t have no money and my love life is f+ckery
i only get fat groupies ’cause i’m unsigned and ugly
k!lling you rappers from sun up to sun down
call it a day, falling from grace
oh, what a shame
no one i rate
sh+t got me irate
they call me “dat guy” like they don’t know my name (lunar)
and girls say i make their pants damp
they get put on their back, like a tramp stamp
five hundred gigabyte w+nk bank, so at least i’ll remember this one time like it’s bandcamp
outstanding like the gap man
taking chances i don’t know’s taking a part from me like a transplant
p+ssy, this hate is unconditional
and anyone can get it like a provisional

[chorus]
racked a line up on my phone screen
gave myself a nose bleed
i can’t od, i’ve got b+tches that i owe d to
i’m like, “ease up, brudda”
walk up in your house like, “tea, one sugar”
racked a line up on my phone screen
gave myself a nose bleed
i can’t od, i’ve got b+tches that i owe d to
i’m like, “ease up, brudda”
walk up in your house like, “tea, one sugar”



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