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seafood sam - the ghost of dolemite lyrics

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[verse]
f+ck what they talking about let’s make a move
come f+ck with a winner if you hate to lose
i be a player, never takeer i just let her choose
drop your dude off the roof he ain’t got the juice
a short leash around your neck you should cut him loose
far from ordinary
i walk around with a big smile like obituaries
able to switch styles i’m corporate ready
can’t help my limp ’cause the pocket’s heavy
i’m getting money like it’s no tomorrow
fresh to death like it’s protocol
no i’ll never match what you’re smoking on
every line’s a bar you can quote it all
clear weather boots for the rainy days

head f+cked up so i’m catching fades
talking with my hands this the game charades
(them n+ggas don’t want to see me)
i show up to your party like i’m nas in belly
sold a soul in the background now i’m by the belly
don’t think ’cause i’m kicking it the arms ain’t ready
on the phone price matching for expensive panties
drop commas for the picture that’s without the frame
i rose from the mud that’s without complaining
[chorus]
after the bag i give it and go
court vision got them arguing coach
crenshaw get your artery pulled
watch him try and be captain but go down with the boat
sh+t is f+cked up

[outro]
man
i’m tired of telling you little n+ggas that
i really got this sh+t
for real
at first it was all a game
but now sh+t is serious



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