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steezy main - litterbox lyrics

clap your hands for the white boy winner
triple six letters, better quit the sense of sinners
and f-ck anybody tryna take my f-ckin’ dinner
i survive the cold winters with my critters
litterbox flow p-ssing out the window
never gonna show my power-ful ego
the power and dope blowin’ out the ’64
the stereo b-mpin’ b-sses to some mike jones
who would know the mic’s crisp like the jordan six
might slip a bit, but i’m climbing to the [?] ([?])
scratchin’ up the lip when i’m out performing tricks
when i’m outperfoming kids that will never get the gist
get it how you got it way before we ever met
soon you’ll drop my d-ck and i ain’t talkin’ protection
investing in art that will up your senses
not your wallet buy you’ll want it so you will try to write a sonnet
ask it if it’s ballin’ i’ll say it’s junior varsity
tenth man on the bench, never playing physically
homie that was never me, i just quit to seize my dreams
see the things that i bring to with sixteens
with the sixteens
hit you with the sixteens

- steezy main lyrics

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