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rob apollo - paragraphs at the party lyrics

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[intro]

shut the f+ck up!
it’s money time
this is real hiphop
man, let’s talk about it man
that black man is remarkable
‘pollo, yeah
here we go!

[verse]

girl, why you sendin’ me paragraphs at the party?
why you tryna k!ll my vibe
when they just put on this carti?
middle school, south pole
wasn’t rocking ed hardy
middle school, echo unlimited
i was gettin’ no b+tches

pull up with the pretty boys
still put you in yo place
my shooter got two b+tterflies
tatted on his face
french tips break on the k
catch a case
you about to get shot by a n++++
in booty shorts made of lace
itty waste, pretty face
curly hair but she beige
nascar driver
i’m tryna figure out the race
military shordy took me back to third base
but i’m a communist so
i cannot give you d+ck tonight

i was a kid watching jennette mccurdy on nick+at+nite
had me on brick at night
i feel like sh+t tonight
my two beers couldn’t get me my fix tonight
so i drunk drive to whole foods
just to try and pick a fight

no, that’s a lie, why?
i don’t drunk drive
but when they said
buzzed driving was drunk driving
they lied

i love head but i hate mine
i f+ck tens but i date nines
i hate n++++s like a hate crime
ass bigger so i made time
shordy ask for d+ck pics
and they fine
so i let the enby see
no dateline
[outro]

and joker
instead of going around him
he just banging
and banging, and banging
when a guy’s banging you
you spin off of him
because if you can feel their body
uh, come on
eighteen points for joker
only nugget
in double figures

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