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mike joey - whenever lyrics

okay back to this crack sh-t, went around the map, came back did a back flip, landed on my feet sat back, packed a fat spliff, illuminati gang can’t match what i’m stacking, you be the heat, and we’ll be the mavericks, you lackin’ the adjectives backing ya rapping, so sad that it happened, end your sh-t pr-nto, stacks what they chattin’, from rut to toronto. rollin solontro, muching nachos in a pancho, its not raining but i’m high as sh-t and feeling like some tacos. whenever b-tch whenever call me rocco, i live a modern life and hang with filburt, sp-nky follows, ya b-tch she swallows, don’t ask how i knows, i just told her drop, she gave me mad blows, and no one likes ya sh-t they running from you scare crow, go where they dare don’t, i’m in they ear lobes. i’m in the air waves bars for days, i’m just tryna make it out this b-tch the only way, i know, and that’s grind till’ i’m all they play, leggo, my eggo b-tch cause i’m hungary, no not the countraray, i’m chilling comfortably, sipping on bubblay, till’ i be stumballay and i’m crusing down high-95 with a pack of them swishers in my brand new ride, i’m rackin like jimmer from the 3 point line, abstract with these verses and these beats oh my, snap back rep my school till’ the day i die, i’m all about my rye, that bread and my, home girl from last night had them real thick lips, with that real small waist and an -ss like kim’s, if you vibe like this and you rhyme like this then all the pretty ladies gonna flash them t-ts, when i’m on stage, i motorboat those, i burn so much trees i almost over dose those. and i comatose so i could murder this flow. i got more talent in my f-cking big toe, then your whole f-cking body, and try an f-cking stop me, i’m a llama call me dalai cause i spit at you and honk — a, f-cking lougy, b-tch then sue me, you met me, wish you knew me cause i’m puffin on a fresh -ss cuban like i love lucy. loosey goosey, i stop when the beat stop, knee high socks with them fresh jordan flip flops, kick rocks little homie quit, take up beatbox and make a couple beats while i’m locked up at detox. cause when i’m out, i’mma rip em to shreds, i’d like to thank everyone for leaving me for dead, cause a surprise come back is better than being ahead, so when i leap frog your -ss you’ll recognize the kid, b-tch…

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