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mik - exhibit r lyrics

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[intro]
yeah
and we’re back
exhibit r
it’s mi
yeah
hail up jack mason, famble
yeah

[verse]
i said what, you think man ah man’s some panty?
till i turn up to your show with the family
uncle douglas, grandma and stanley
l!cking off shots to your chest like brandy
45 and the .38, that’s handy
f-cked in the face like p-rn star candy
i don’t wanna hear no talk about beat
unless she’s down for the hanky-panky
jd and c0ke with a touch of ice
i don’t wanna hear no talk about shandy
these man are new to the game, can’t stand up strong
that’s why man ah call them bambi
got a little mixed-race ting
i met at the brighton pier, man, i call that sandy
i don’t wanna hear no talk about
pumping weights in the gym when you’re wearing panty
i don’t wanna hear no talk about “let’s do a tune”
if the bars that you got ain’t catchy
run in the dance, war cry like scratchy
original nuttah, mi apache
when i was a yout, i didn’t have much
that’s why more time, my hair was nappy
now that i’m older, i buy what i want
i don’t wanna hear no talk about swammy
said he was a shooter, can’t be a shooter
aim is weak, palms are clammy
i don’t wanna hear no talk about greaze
really and truly, life, happy
what do you know about rolling around
with a square of food in a stolen cabbie?
i was in xyd in catty
go and ask dealer, dazer, matty



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