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youngboy cakin - horseradish lyrics

[intro: mystery adlib man]
hey guys, we’re recording this in the lower east side
just wanted to let you know that we’re having a real great time
ok

[verse: youngboy cakin, mystery adlib man]
i just wanna be rich again
you look like the type of man (yuh)
to throw shade, get shot at
and then pitch again (what)
i don’t wanna have kids my man (my man)
almost as bad as a travel ban
that sh-t is smellin fishy like a fishing can (can)
youth energy need a f-cking fidget man
still my nuts swingin like a f-cking pendulum
but it’s eye for eye like it’s hammurabi (rabi)
you want heat give you hot wasabi (sabi)
slap shot slap shot slap slap shot
motherf-cker i’m sidney crosby (woah, what)
alec baldwin baby i’m a boss (yuh)
heat and basketball, weed and alcohol
watch how you motherf-ckers get crossed (hit it)
all is told, heart is cold
and you can’t microwave out the motherf-cking frost (alright)
thrift stores, swift wars
chef boyardee boy i’m sauced (i lost my place)
x-ing out my eyes wearing kaws
want a car that spits no exhaust (exhaust)
stay scheming like i was rick ross (rick ross)
wanna be the king, yeah, i’m in charge (charge)
i am the ruler, yes i am king (i am the king)
i do not rap and i do rarely sing (i rarely sing)
later down the line i’ll buy a ring
but no ones the one call the world billie jean (billie jean, michael jackson)

- youngboy cakin lyrics

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