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LOBBY (Loading Screen 1)
Ham Sandwich
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ポークモ― ポークモ― ポークモ― ポークモ― ポークモード (Yeah, yeah)
Wow, I think we need a cooldown after that one!
Turn me up a lil bit
Lil more
Alright, there we go, there we go (Ayo, Oddwin!)
The Digital Dash is fully underway! (Yuh)
Chillin' in the lobby, just kickin' it like karate
She sittin' against my body and lickin' me, gettin' naughty
I whip it like Ricky Bobby, indifferent to a shawty
Try get me to do pilates, you kiddin' me? Jewelry Bonney
I'm winnin', like who can stop me? The mission is do the Rocky
The chicken is sukiyaki, I'm givin' it to the posse
I'm livin' up on a hot seat and skippin' like I got hot feet
But they know I had to slide because Oddy slid me a hot beat
Smoke it to the roach, my vision gettin' super foggy
Give her the signal and that bitch is gettin' super soggy
Chillin' in the lobby, just kickin' it like karate
She sittin' against my body and lickin' me, gettin' naughty
I whip it like Ricky Bobby, indifferent to a shawty
Try get me to do pilates, you kiddin' me? Jewelry Bonney
I try to avoid the women that's younger than Millie Bobby
I ain't on that kind of timing, the fake ID's gettin' slimy
And that is not an excuse, so it's better to just avoid it
I didn't build up a castle to let some pussy destroy it, nigga
Chillin' in the lobby, just kickin' it like karate
Don't ask me 'bout what I'm thinking, it's probably somethin' naughty
You prolly thought I was plotting, the truth is never as glamorous
Still, I'm fly as a Landorus, call me less and it's slanderous
All these blessings is cancerous, ain't did nothin' but hamper us
Floated through eras scandalous, ain't no one tried to cancel us
Jogo when he pull the .44, watch a man erupt
My bodyguard a Camerupt, might set it off on camera (buh!)
Might bring a strap to Canada, cross the border to damage ya
Niggas really abandoned us just to go be a mannequin
Tryin' to take a stand when they didn't know what a standard is
Nothin' more than a manservant, movin' nothing, inanimate
Panicking, tight rope, tiptoe, a hundred feet (A hundred feet!)
Try not to fall on your face if we ever fuckin' meet (Damn)
Notice how nobody ever try to come for me? (Facts)
If niggas lookin' for slappers, I'll give 'em one for free
Chillin' in the lobby, just kickin' it like karate
My shawty a hottie, I just can't get enough of her body
I'm prolly thinkin' 'bout doin' things that I can't describe
When I'm chillin' in high society, tryna catch a vibe
Tryna keep it civil (Buh!)
But really I'm like a missile, I'm ready to blow
Touch me again, I'm ready to go
Movin' steadily slow so I don't show the print in my sweatpants
The receptionist think I'm tweaking, she gon' stare at me deadpan
But I know if I up the pace a bit than I'll be a dead man
And it ain't my fault that my bitch
Just turned my shrimp to an eggplant
I was just chillin' in the lobby, for real
I need a Scottie, for real
We in a sticky situation, Bucciarati, for real (For real)
Personally, I blame my girl 'cause she was coppin' a feel
Them niggas copy the image but they can't copy the feel
That's facts, yup
While that was happening, new challenges loomed over the horizon
What would the future hold for our hero?
Will he fight? Or will he perish like a dog?
(W reference, W reference)
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