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Come on Roll your windows down And turn the woofers up New giddy city get that liquor in your tinted cups Picture me kicking this pretty then remember the words We keep it gritty like the greats at the edge of the curb Live and learn, living legend, Ninth and Mers, burn first Now its Jeanie's turn to recite it to get your urn church I mean chuch, get your blushing up And button up, your luck is slowing and your cussing me, fuck! This ain't a test nigga no pencils, only ink And blood splattered like your toes on my drink The dream shattering girl Without collateral earls Unimaginable, chatter like a lateral curls Tight expanding your world And my mic can just spike this gang Like a roofie or a volleyball move like in the aim To get analogies right, you dumb as Mallory right? The Jeanie smarter than you thought at first apparently, right? Please don't be mad at me, i'd rather be liked Cause your opinion really matters automatically, psyche! I give a fuck about what you can think that you ain't get the plus My pimp lean is cool, back up like these blacks on the bus School niggas. School. You learn! Get your learn on! We finna teach you something! Justice League, Brooklyn Academy, we're all making records! Pumpkinhead, we still family yeah! We bring it down like this from New York to Kaki-laki Kick back, and flick your wrist This shit got me mumbling, should we bring it back?
Mad dub pour it like the flow without the chorus We get the love from the Joneses and Jazzy, N.O.R.E.'s Border cross in, transporter, illegal drugs So much that pass porters in need of illegal tucks Call your peoples up and tell them it dropped Be like a felon gold poppers from one hell of a knock I pop lock these words, till you pop a nerve Then I’ll b-girl stance like 'You Got Served”
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