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maky lavender - air transat freestyle lyrics

i bloom too much i been a flower for a minute
its rappy maky maniac the rap be my incentive
best around the city boy i should run the senate
got to many jobs i paper chase i try to get it
she bothers me too much im in the rough don wanna let it
the chips are in my hand i got it covered tryna get it
wish i was a prison all the b#tches in my celly
dirty big ugly f#ck come rub me on my belly
i hit it fast she throw it back its like im playing tennis
crocker with the booty cake i should call it betty
spray around the celebration someone drop the ‘fetti
jim around the office put the staple in the jelly
you gotta talk to seb it’s only private on my telly
i just get it done im drippy sauce that be my metric
yall just do the same to be the clone to be symmetric
20, went to school wanted to be a paramedic
now im on the plane i send the link and now they check it
if i do a show they gotta pay me gotta cheque it
best performer , bet you they know, don’t gotta stress it
i just be the fire, do the bomb they gotta check it
spot and find can suck on c#ck ain’t tryna help it
bars over bars over bars i gotta set it
if i get to plan this, i gotta get it
shooting from the pump, i drop the pellet
b#tch n#gga central i need repellant
lying with your girl, that’s when you’re telling
we done ran a train
and now they building one

oh f#ck.. i burped
im talking too much sh#t
im playin’
n#ggas gon be mad me for no reason…f#ck

i done got too many lime limelights
my sh#t is fine it shine bright
boy i sh#t gold
made an app
you done told
got a b#tch needed a friend tho
she changed up
gimme da tempo
i switched up getting evenko
its big now gettin a lambo
west side king you catch me i hit the reject
you googled me crazy and found my pages on the cnet
what the kinda paper we get?
you caught me on the d#web
met mes bars au guillemet
met mes boys au guichet
you like the bars that we set
we getting paper cause we bet
in the east ends,east end
eating a whippet n#gga
dont tell your friends how we met
you softer than kleenex
im stevie with the phoenix
im michael with the beat it

…f#ck!
ah yeah!
rami b!
like we ain’t gon let that sh#t goin
we gon keep that sh#t goin on these motherf#ckers
ah yeah!
run that sh#t man
ah yeah!
take ya ass to the dancefloor, lets get it
hey mr. sterlin bro, mon prof yo back then
en quatrieme annee shoutout to the n#gga man
just incase you dont know who the f#ck it is
add another one at the end let this n#ggas know man

ah yeah!

- maky lavender lyrics

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