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morriscode & azide – copycat vip lyrics

[intro]
yeah, it’s lox
this is dedicated to all those copycats
you just a motherf+ckin’ copycat

[verse]
f+ck yo ambience, they call me lox
chances that you f+ckin’ with me, probably not
ninja sh+t, karate chops
like weak pallbearers, bo+bo+bodies drop
i’m obviously on some other sh+t, your squad is not
and all these suckers on my stick, i call ’em lollipops
bark bark, feed ’em to the shark sharks
top of the list, i get to haters like they aardvarks
f+ck with me, i got the plug like a car spark
episode iii, flow to you jar+jars
bananas though, an animal
crazy sh+t that make yo b+tch take a sabbatical
the young harlequin, got it like rastafarians
purple haze like jimi’s on a guitar again
ha+la+la+lucinatin’, i’m seeing stars again
but this ain’t coachеlla an’ those ain’t holograms

[build]
what’s purple haze? you got mе purple dazed
i can’t even understand a single word you say
u+u+urban life, u+u+urban ways
turn this b+tch to a spectacle like cirque du soleil
what’s purple haze? you got me purple dazed
i can’t even understand a single word you say..
i, i+i+i+ you just a motherf+ckin’+ b+tch

[drop]

[cut+in]
you just a motherf+ckin’ copycat

[verse]
somebody tear these b+tches up, professor’s here
you know the chatterbox forever rockin’ at your wheel
they sayin’ this illuminati sh+t, puppeteer
elevated, you ain’t even on the second tier
they kick cannabis, smokin’ like sh+t’s glamorous
get in some sh+t, probably as quick as i slip out of it
sick calibre, hustle like lip gallagher
muzzle your chick ‘fore i get ruffled and flip out on her
customarily built, you ain’t touchin’ the kid’s altitude
travellin’ 239,000 miles dude, miles dude
lunar status, to the moon and back
these b+tches sleepin’ on me but i’m used to that
can’t tell me nothin’, yo b+tch can’t tell me nothin’
i leave with gisele, they gettin’ f+cked like jelly stuffing
i can tell you crumblin’ cause you softer than a belly b+tton
that’s why i can cook it up and all you do is smell the oven

[build]
i feel like every new release i drop, these rapper’s bite
it’s like i’m only here to feed you f+cking parasites
and what the labels feed me, i don’t have the appetite
and all you copycats can blow me like a f+cking bag of pipes
and what the labels feed me, i don’t have the appetite
ha+ha+ have the appetite, ha+ha+ h+h+ have the appetite
and all you copycats can blow me
b+b+blow me, b+b+blow me, b+b+b+blow me
a+all you copycats can blow me like a f+cking bag of pipe

[drop]

- morriscode azide lyrics

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