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rell burgundy - jungle book lyrics

[verse 1: rell burgundy]
aye
snappers, lemonade-tea flop
i caught ya slippin’ boy you need socks
i caught the kitchen fever syndrome b-tch i need pot
think i need a nature woman looking for that tree top
f-ck this hype jordan sh-t a n-gga back to reebok
so you should bang with us or meet pops
you do this ’til the beat stop
b-tch i’m flowin’ ’til my motherf-cking beat stop
i spit it like i used to beat-box
remember back in the day
chicago bulls snapback with the waves
threw hands now i’m back to the fade
its dub gang but i ain’t acting my age
this pinky nail got me scr-w-ng in the ratchetest ways
nearly registered for cl-sses at dade
but that ain’t the wave
senior came through clutch with immaculate grades
i’m a atl fan tip my hat to the braves
i ain’t forcing nan hit i’m in my accurate phase
looking for a can’t f-ck with us
bet yo chick knows us that’s snuffleupagus
i can teach ya taste buds sauce game succulent
then touch the pot no oven mitt, i’m f-cking sick
and to you crabs, i’ll make you bucket tip
and to the lab, thanks for the supplement
i’m on em bare get m hair cut and clipped
and to the rags, i’m still looking for the rich
southern sh-t a biscuit and a cup of grits
and in the streets l!ck lips leave her b-tter drip
trails of the frail n-gga better come equipped
pull it ’til ya muscle rip
as the game sw-ngs off like my uncle tip

[bridge: philo b]
i can’t stay (uhmmm)
i can’t stay (no no)
i can’t stay
i can’t stay
i can’t stay

[outro x4: rell burgundy]
i ain’t a virgin, i got thangs to do
young guy but the game eighty-two
i’m calm but i’m not afraid of you
if i’m wise stay away from you

- rell burgundy lyrics

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