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zelooperz - 123 lyrics

stomach talking to this money like “what we gon’ eat?”
(riven tent(?)) on me he start at 1 2 3
hard knock life i ain’t the one to be
huh, circle smaller than the p
i don’ wanna tour i ain’t the one to meet
smoking on that sh+t that make beyonce
yes life, floor, tree he go primate

stomach talking to this money like “what we gonna eat?”
(riven tent???) on me he start at 1 2 3
hard knock life i ain’t the one to be
circle smaller than the p
i don’t wanna tour i ain’t the one to meet
smoking on that sh+t that make bеyonce
yes life, floor, tree hе go primate

stay in school ‘fore you crying on scared straight
padded floor on the fool he a macabre fighter
pocket swole ufc put him on ice
payocone(?) get it off with some acetone
get him goin’ sl!cky ricky on my collarbone
in tha’ kitchen trimmin’ tree before the (expense will raise(?))
when the dope gone that’s when this b+tch will leave
had them boy poppin’ zannie like they pez
they ain’t for ya’ got him talkin slow like feds(?)
backstage gettin’ tatted up by mez(?)
quality, yeah you better check your res
know they tired of me i got them guzzilin’ like kegs
my momma proud of me i don’t give a f+ck what a b+tch said
stomach talking to this money like “what we gon’ eat?”
(riven tent(?)) on me he start at 1 2 3
hard knock life i ain’t the one to be
huh, circle smaller than the p
i don’ wanna tour i ain’t the one to meet
smoking on that sh+t that make beyonce
yes life, floor, tree he go primate
stay in school ‘fore you crying on scared straight

maybacks i’m embarressed(?) it talk all night
i ain’t talkin’ (seller wrists(?)) salary it ain’t light
boy your sh+t ain’t compelling my sh+t deep like trite
(k account(?)) like prosthetic i can’t feel what you write
huh, so i guess that sh+t ain’t legible
and acceptable? the w hit everything but incredible
gold on my neck i used to rock a silver hair and bow
no work on your diss i’ll make you eat the curb it’s edible
sh+t you spit out your tongue can’t reach my earlobe
and the numbers that you get remind me of a zip code
dry ice to that pack get low it done been cold
keep my name out your mouth before you catch a (limp node(?))

stomach talking to this money like “what we gon’ eat?”
(riven tent(?)) on me he start at 1 2 3
hard knock life i ain’t the one to be
huh, circle smaller than the p
i don’ wanna tour i ain’t the one to meet
smoking on that sh+t that make beyonce
yes life, floor, tree he go primate
stay in school ‘fore you crying on scared straight

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