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HUU!
Seiji Oda
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Huuhuu!
Aye yeah yeah yeah hey yeah
HBK yeah, you know how we play
And I can't quit
ClayDough on the beat
Lil Sudi Run it back
Yeah, you know how we play
But don't think it's an act
Back on like Fig every song getting smacked
All my wrongs gettin right
All my songs gettin plaques
Somebody call Jay-Z. Get em on the line
Tell em it's another blueprint made by Sudan
I'm the truth I'm the one in the Rolls-Royce don
Pulling up with some yellow. It ain't Grey Poupon
Aye!
Too hot, make the street melt
Sudi mane the when they call. When they need help
On this beat I'm bout to click out like a seat belt
Way too P to crash out bout a female
3 a.m. on a mainey one in Indiana
Can't believe I made it all this way from off the bay Grammar
Green pockets on my Bruce Banner I'm a loose cannon
Left **** back in 2012 like a five panel
FTB Why these boys so in love?
Putting chains on her like Pac in the tub
It's a real one speaking, better not interrupt
If you see me out I'm gettin nothing less than a dub
AYY
You better not interrupt
Fix your tone when you talkin to us
So much game, I ain't chalking it up
Take my time I'm not in a rush
For nun
Huh?
Say what?
Fix your tone, when you talking to us
So much game baby, come on, soak it up
Fuck a Jay-Z dinner. I need the IAMSU! supper
Real bay legends breaking bread, dipped in butter
Baby, break it off, If she can't, I can't front her
ClayDough on the beat, So you know that it's a THUMPER
So you know that it's a
Ayy
Twelves in the trunker
We gon, we gon get it jumpin, make it bounce like flubber
They be like how you stay smart? But going dumber
Like an undercover license plate, It's all numbers
All summer, Foot on the gas. Call Hummer
Tell em that I'm through traffic
Move back, I'm bonking bumpers
In that big body, Ballin on em Iman Shumpert
All net No jumper
Shittin on em. Call the plumber
You punk rock, post pop, indie alt beezy
You ain't got enough genres to fuck with me
My bands up, underground for when it get ugly
We made it above, talk of the TOWN but don't be interrupting me
Bitch!
You better not interrupt
Fix your tone when you talking to us
So much game, I ain't chalking it up
Take my time I am not in a rush for nun
(Nathan!)
Hold up, hold up
Fix your tone. When you talking to us
So much game baby, come on soak it up
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