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michael aristotle - swimming lessons lyrics

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4 way, 4 way, 4 way
we ain’t stopping we don’t see no 4 ways
i’m a grown -ss man i give my woman foreplay
kenny potnas’ had the major scales, n-gg- whole b-ss
paper trail, paper trail i feel like tip in 08
i need the rolex yeah i need the whole face, shoutout to half n’ slice
n-gg- i need the whole cake
woah
every second i deserve the money
my word is bond and my word is money
know ya’ love me love me
no strings attached im not a dummy dummy wow
got the game wrapped, cheat codes underwrap flow mummy
fathers day when i come around, outside so sunny
go by the code and we never told, we ain’t a futon – cuz we never fold
nickname is cruiton, the green what i’m on
and i want a lawn, i work till i yawn, and work while i yawn, i been goin off
but dont be alarmed, i pray to allah keep me safe in his arms, i’m jake in state farm
i’m there wen it happens, but you’ll never see me poof, dissapears
n-gg-s wanna be me sh-t is weird, they b-tches wanna meet me im prepared
i got da magnum…you n-gg-s…won’t get anywhere
yo sh-t is stagnant, i – use yo’ mixtape as target practice
if yall n-gg-s on point i guess i’m a cactus
your days are numbered like a tracklist

extended verse
hop out the lamb, lamb, like an ignorant black man
put my problems in the trash can
i will turn this sh-t to afgan
got the last laugh, you savin hoes you a masked man
put me in the middle of the tub, 10 b-tches, in da’ silk vanilla bath man
thats the pros, split the earnings wit the bros
mega millions i was everchasing, since a kid i been in preparation
hit the lottery and walked out m-th-f-ckas thought i got my reparations
shallow white b-tches want the funds so they suck me dry and say im savory
bend em’ over, f-ck em’ all night, bunny you gon take this d-ck for slavery
got a palace in da’ white hood by the bradys
invite em’ over for da’ mash potatoes and sum’ gravy
the car need better parenting, look how he whip the mercedes
he want the chain and the ring, eric b and rakim in the 80s
this could all be a dream tho
if so, i ain’t wakin’ up i won’t choose too
yesterday account was corn flakes
now the bank account on fruit looops
i say f-ck em f-ck em yeah yeah
word to maco word to bluetooth
if u was broke, put the numbers in and hit the jackpot what would u do

- michael aristotle lyrics

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