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[Verse 1] |
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Got mob ties, like Mob Wives |
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I'm traumatized, Steve Jobs died |
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My mom's high, and I'm hog tied |
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I pop by, these popped eyes |
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I pop like a pop fly |
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Plastic fork on the pot pie |
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I'm a Gremlin, not a Mogwai |
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I'm a bad guy, never on time |
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I'm getting money, listen |
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Commission guy, I'll wear some |
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I feel like Sonny Liston |
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Go ahead, like "sonny, listen" |
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No braiding bummy missions |
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Oh head, I see your vision |
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You can't see ambition, |
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You're lacking ammunition |
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At the concert cove, Santigold, needs something rolled |
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Something borrowed or something old |
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Something new, or something stolen |
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***** your parents, lose control |
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Sex, drugs, and rock and roll |
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***** your diet, rocky road |
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Yo Adrian, that's Rocky's ho |
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I make it rain, she pop it though |
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You're trafficking, no stop and go go |
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My African's so tropical |
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I laugh at you, so comical |
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On Twitter I'm so topical |
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Tatted up with Diamond, all my snowmen abominable |
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I tell them hoes to vaminos |
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Adios! |
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[Hook] |
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That's Nacho ******* |
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That's Nacho change |
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Consider a lot of *******t done changed since Nacho came |
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That's Nacho friend |
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That's Nacho ******* |
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See the world a lot different through Nacho's mitts |
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That's Nacho car |
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This Nacho town |
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I done made my own name, that's Nacho style |
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That's Nacho's chips |
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That's Nacho rich |
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Everybody stop and listen when Nacho spits |
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[Verse 2] |
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My father's Dirty Harry, my mother's Bloody Marry |
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I don't believe in fairies, police are Tom & Jerry |
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My ******* wanna ******* me, seen ******* that'll share me |
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My pregnant miss is bare feet, your brother does not scare me |
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And I'm not all that, 26 grams |
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Two in the air, I'm going H.A.M |
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Who wanna stare, new to the spare, like Gucci LaFlare |
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The Gucci I wear, the coochie I tear, |
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The bougie ass groupies with roofies out there |
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Its like goofing off boofy ass *****s like Cher |
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There, life is not fair, I do not care, yeah |
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She got post pardom, keep 'em posed darling |
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In my rose garden, my favorite show starting |
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And you're co-starring, as a ghost Car**an |
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She had a lot of niggers, but I'm the most charming |
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I got a baby face, but I'm the most harming |
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See the ladies' face, there it gold carton |
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Tell tale heart, scary old apar**ent |
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Keep my pistol loaded, and my machete sharpened |
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[Hook] |
