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mr. shellfish - imma star lyrics

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what the, what the f-ck is you on?
what the, what the f-ck is you on?
what the, what the f-ck is you on?
what the, what the f-ck is you on?

n-ggas mouth off like they ain’t gonna pay
tail between their legs when i’m coming their way
talked when sh-t when i sat, now they dip or give me dap
i don’t f-ck with talking trash, i just put it on the track

put my stacks in my mattress so i’m sleeping on my worth too
and b-tches wanna kick it like kung fu
sit down, show you the rules
lay down, show you the wood

man, i really wish a n-gga would
bet that all these n-ggas wish they could, let me spell it
if my tongue give you check, that’s a knife to the neck, and i mean disrespect if you crampin my flex

i make raps, y’all n-ggas just make noises
i could do a cypher by myself in eight voices
rounded up the backpack rappers to get schooled
left ’em with my flame on an island, ja rule

i ain’t been this blazed since johnny did his ghost ride
still gonna fill my honey’s plumbing with the long pipe
on sight, alright, got god, got rhymes
took a cold white b-tch home, made a klondike

n-gga, what the f-ck is you on?
n-gga, don’t you know i’m a godd-mn star
n-gga, what the f-ck is you on?
n-gga, don’t you know i’m a godd-mn star

n-gga, what the f-ck is you on?
n-gga, don’t you know i’m a godd-mn star
n-gga, what the f-ck is you on?
n-gga, don’t you know i’m a godd-mn star
(ayo, atlas, get out here n-gga)

- mr shellfish lyrics

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