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tacet - aunt jemima lyrics

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b-tch im that

motherf-cker that pull up, don’t need no f-ckin ship

all you p-ssies talking always magne, it me f-ckin sick

you ain’t gon surp-ss me, b-tch you was just on top of my d-ck

n-gga you still got the slobber on yo lips

aunt jemima with the stick, this rap game been a f-ckin l1ck

contemplating suicide like its an outfit

motherf-ckers talkin high, like they words been bout sh-t

global be my f-ckin gang, this a private outfit

motherf-ckers down there right?

thought you was down for my sh-t

fade of a red sun

soul darker than my f-ckin tint

i ain’t never been a b-tch

wonder why im f-ckin here?

b-tch i been the f-ckin ice-magne, known for some frozen sh-t

yeah

done came a long way from them f-ckin swapmeets n-gga

pain inside, concrete soul

like i am him, jigga

(x8)

aunt jemima with the stick this rap game been a f-ckin l1ck

- tacet lyrics

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