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mr. muthafuckin exquire - the message 1 and 2 lyrics

[verse 1 – the message 1]
glamorous
polyamorous
multiple digits
n-gga’s be, taught up slow so i gave you the definition
12 lokos there’s 3 of them
white hoes tell me pee on them
black girls say he’s getting money, now i’m never leaving him

might pull out my fila’s 2pac had on in above the rim
shots of gold tequila then we scuffle with some mexicans
let us in, lettuce and tomatoes, melted pepper jack on top of salsaito turkey, mayo, mustard, f-ck with that
suffering suckertash, -ss shots, i bust that -ss
literally i bust her -ss (ooooh)
p-ssy’s my dope, hung by my own rope, that’s how i cope, i done outgrown hope

i’m a diamond in the rough, down and out and back, domino effect, dali llama sacks
daumier luggage now i travel
weird science
i’m like alex in a clockwork orange when he came home falling out the window

these n-ggas must not know who i am
i put bread on yo head like powdered toast man
big -ss guns you gotta bust with both hands
corduroy pants, taka hayashi vans
you the type of n-gga, that i can’t stand
you the type of n-gga probably like to hold hands
you the type that can’t understand what i’m saying, spied on by the government obama anti- aggin laer
the media trying to suppress my message

[verse 2 – the message 2]
f-ck n-ggas
f-ck n-ggas
f-ck n-ggas
cause they f-ck n-ggas
f-ck n-ggas
f-ck n-ggas
f-ck n-ggas
cause they f-ck

shout my n-gga god, he a real -ss n-gga
shout my n-gga notch, gave a deal to a n-gga
k!ller mike villian, k!ller up in the swisher
i’m drunk and i’m high, i might k!ll me a n-gga
big banana clips, i’mma peel me a n-gga
i make a billion dollars, i’mma still be a n-gga
need a bad b-tch to come and feel with a n-gga
suck a n-gga d-ck, keep it real with a n-gga
n-gga, chill, chill n-gga
yeah we both rap but i don’t feel you n-gga
n-gga i’m a god you should kneel to a n-gga
bow the f-ck down, kiss my louboutin slippers
strippers, on my zipper
we f-cked before we got here, i ain’t even have to tip her
was here before i got here, i was meant to be this n-gga
this the only line that the radio won’t censor
eenie meenie minie moe, catch a rabbit by the toe
if he holler i’mma turn his -ss into a f-cking coat
respect my f-cking texture, aggin laer lecture
used to rhyme when sh-t got hectic, now this sh-t is my profession
can’t be scared to fail in pursuit of perfection
give these n-ggas h-ll cause i’m young black and reckless
sorry mr. president, i’m living with a death wish
all these cracker -ss bloggers try to downplay my intelligence
f-ck ’em

- mr muthafuckin exquire lyrics

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