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the yung fusion – the mission lyrics

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verse 1:
i’m in the cayman islands wilding
while im bussing up the silence i’m denying all v-g-n-s who be claiming that they rhyming
buss up in it like the bando
way too much to handle
i should let you know i know my haters really fans though

wow, why the h-ll you mad
i’m just being me mess around and break the bank
she might shake it on the dash
had her screaming like the mask
way ahead you n-gg-s
lived your future in my past

whip it like a flip phone
oh she love the… bone
all you n-gg-s big band wagons on my sh-t noo
you can hop up off that
i just got my sauce back
so way out my mother loving mind
i think i lost that

hook:
i’m on my 007 yeah there is no telling yeah
what i might do next what i might have in here
i’m on a mission and no one can stop me
you must be tripping, tell roger to copy
i’m on a mission and no one can stop me
you must be tripping, tell roger to copy that (let’s go!)

verse 2:
mama raised a millionaire
self-made winner here
n-gg- you a copy of a copy build a bear
i only fear the fear of fear and that’s not in here
you couldn’t even say you balling even if you had pair
watch out, donuts like the cop house
so much time in music man i swear i never clock out
turn x and o’s to knock out
make em wanna tap out
now they tryna find me kinda like the trap house

i just had to flip mode
i be h-lla lit, stove
whip it h-lla loud you can feel it from the sixth floor
all my caribbean girl shake it like it’s disco
i just had to lay it down for this show

- the yung fusion lyrics

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