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thewz – lyrical exercise lyrics

[verse 1]
so i wake with the sun
lace up my shoes, this game i’mma run
world on my shoulders, weighing a ton
girl on her knees, d-ck on her tongue
there he go talking bout s-x again
if you f-cked bad b-tches you would too my friend
i ain’t sayin its all about the dividends
but don’t ask me why i want that new white benz
i wonder if the greatest even realized they made it
if they knew there was a list, would they end up being jaded?
or maybe they recognized and that’s the reason they created
or maybe i’m just rambling ‘cause this weed got me faded
i don’t know that, i do know rap
on fire like i didn’t keep my love gun strapped
i just feel like i’m trapped in the past
cause the djs always want to bring it back

[verse 2]
this is my slow flow, how you like me now?
your girlfriend’s a ho, tell her wipe me down
now i’ll get back to my cocaine flow
i ain’t talking cocaine like i sold blow
i’m talking cocaine like i spit it rapido
like it’s adderall on steroids yo
serving rappers on a platter like it doesn’t even matter
getting madder than a hatter yellin’ hey batter batter
when i pitch that sh-t
really thought she was gonna swallow, but baby girl spit that quick
i had to kick her out cause she got problems with her head
my kids belong inside her stomach, now they’re stains on my bed…what the f-ck

[verse 3]
hit it then i quit it, i was never really with it, if you ask me in the morning i don’t know who you are
ball so hard they wanna fine me cause i keep it so grimey, take it back the 90s when i scream whoo ha
that was just how busta do, now i’ll be carrera lu
there’s no one behind that gl-ss, that’s a mirror, that is you
if that’s too deep, i’ll be weezy f. baby
i could make her south mouth foam…rabies
i’m a boss, i take bubble baths in rozay
black leather gloves, i think i’m o.j
audemars carter, call me mr. hublot
the sky wasn’t enough, i bought pluto for blue, oh
don’t ask about my b-tches, you know drizzy got em
these n-ggas call me sweet but we could beef, it ain’t a problem
maybach, wale, dc is where you’ll find me
ambitious girl i love your mind and appreciate your body
good music, boi, i do it
what i do to that -ss, -ss, -ss? i screw it

- thewz lyrics

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