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rob taylor j. - bra. lyrics

i’m a bad boy
first never last boy
can’t keep up with me i’ll pass you n+ggas in a flash boy
let me pose for your ca+mer+a
i can motivate you but instead you n+ggas jealous i came here to do this better, see (best rapper alive!)
you can’t steal the sauce it is not store bought
(homemade) homemade, different energy, it’s cream city taught
so that’s why i got your girl plotting on her way to get to me
she wanna tongue wrestle me, i’ll triple+h pedigree
(yeat!) hot commodity, got your curiosity
don’t f+ck with dishonesty, b+tch at the top i got to be
you won’t see a lot of me, quality over quantity
(will i f+ck your girl on tour?) n+gga probably
ain’t no stopping me from zooming through this odyssey
come and take a ride with me i’ll make sure it’s a sight to see
(flex on these n+ggas, be the best)
mentally bulletproof vest p+ssy n+gga i did not come here to play, sing!

i’m so rare n+gga i’m so rare (go, go)
when i’m walking, all the people stop and stare (go, go)
do what the f+ck i want, don’t care (go, go)
b+tch i’m feeling like a young money millionaire (best rapper alive!)
i’m so rare n+gga i’m so rare (go, go)
when i’m walking, all the people stop and stare (go, go)
do what the f+ck i want, don’t care
b+tch i’m feeling like the young money millionaire (yeah)
leader of the pack, give no f+ck what they told you
true to myself, lame n+ggas try and mold you
claiming you my family but, you don’t really don’t care bout what i go through
i’ll beat a n+gga ass i ain’t never got to expose you
the best rapper is me, it ain’t obvious
then please get the f+ck away from me with your low confidence
i’m not with it
headed to the top with it
too hot, boy
you ain’t bout that sh+t you talking then you need to stop, boy
we ain’t on time wasting
touring the whole world we can’t live life basic
flex on these n+ggas, be the best
put all you n+ggas to rest
p+ssy n+gga i didn’t not come here to play, sing!

i’m so rare n+gga i’m so rare (go, go)
when i’m walking, all the people stop and stare (go, go)
do what the f+ck i want, don’t care (go, go)
b+tch i’m feeling like the young money millionaire (best rapper alive!)
i’m so rare n+gga i’m so rare (go, go)
when i’m walking, all the people stop and stare (go, go)
do what the f+ck i want, don’t care
b+tch i’m feeling like a young money millionaire (yeah)

- rob taylor j lyrics

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