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mar$ gram - yao ming lyrics

[hook] x2

b-tch i pull up in a civic i feel like a million bucks when i’m getting it
what you done i already done did it so long ago i am not feeling it
this is how it goes down
and i found my own style
now they all throwing towels in
stacks taller than yao

[verse 1]

-ming, bring me my dinner plate i’m bout to feast, all on the beats calling the streets we do not talk to police, hope you got it capeesh, can’t be controlled like a dog on a leash, pardon me but i stay caking up you don’t make enough you salty you thought sh-t was sweet, this that sh-t white people will not condone, my bars stay connecting i’m still on the phone, these pill popping clones ain’t got sh-t on my flows, and i’m k!lling the whole, industry look at the sk!lls that i own, i’m grabbing the gat and i’m peeling the chrome made it happen with rap n i did it alone, god d-mn that boy mar is back, pulling up where the party at, my b-tch white but my car is black, showing y’all it ain’t hard to rap, bars leaving marks like a shark attack, i took a break for one month n i’m still way to far to catch, start a match bet they all try to hide or duck, they wanna shine but don’t grind enough, like big ben your time is up, you know that i’m lurking flows i’m dispersing tell em’ b-tches ima whole different person, going berserk with the verses till the sh-ts

[hook] x2

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