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[00:01.28][Verse 1]
[00:28.05]Woo, this that *******t they didn’t want me on
[00:30.65]I’m ‘bout to act a badonkadonk, shamone, shamone
[00:33.55]Don't need sugar, I need cream, I'm dark and strong
[00:36.69]The garbage man puttin' on cologne, aroma wrong
[00:39.57]I'm on, I'm on, this that *******t they didn't want
[00:43.16]I act a ass and *******t a skunk, I will, I won't
[00:45.96]Black your eye like will.i.am, you Willy Wonka
[00:48.76]That's me in the Lam, I'm disappearin' like Jimmy Hoffa
[00:51.49]AK-47 my business partner, business is swell
[00:54.77]French kiss a *******, she don't speak French, can't kiss and tell
[00:57.76]I push his ass in the wi*******n' well, then wish him well
[01:00.80]Sippin' syrup like ginger ale, but I'm the quickest snail
[01:03.95]From here to Hell, I hear them hail, I give them hell
[01:06.94]I'm spittin' hail, I'm Clinton, well, I did inhale
[01:10.08]These ******s frail, they Chip and Dale, they little girls
[01:12.96]Watch me act a donkey, then pin a tail, spit out your nails
[01:16.17]Uh, glory, hallelujah
[01:19.65]Holy *******t, I'm the holy *******t, I'm God's manure
[01:22.38]I know how to hack a jeweller ward and not computers
[01:25.46]I meditate like a Buddhist, Holy ramen noodles
[01:28.44]And now you sleep, I'm inside your room wit' a lot of shooters
[01:31.37]You wake up to this chopper tool, it's like, '****-a-doodle'
[01:34.42]I'm awkward, cuckoo, I turn your Froot Loop to chocolate Yoo-Hoo
[01:37.40]I'm hotter than Honolulu, glory unto you, glory
[01:40.84][Verse 2]
[01:43.53]I'm awkward, cuckoo, I turn your Froot Loop to chocolate Yoo-Hoo
[01:46.47]I'm hotter than Honolulu, my clothes and socks and shoes new
[01:49.50]I been a boo-boo since ga-ga goo-goo and Dada, FUBU
[01:52.53]Make everybody that knew you boo-boo, I got them spooked too
[01:55.57]I drive a neutral, shock the future like Dr. Luther
[01:58.61]I'm not a chooser, your mom a cougar, I sock it to her
[02:01.48]My ******* white as a white beluga, I like bazookas
[02:04.56]I'm high as lunar, I'm wilder than tigers, Nikes, Pumas
[02:07.60]Woo, this that *******t you didn't want me on
[02:10.68]My ******* louder than underarms and car alarms
[02:13.51]Cheers, I said, 'Surprise', but couldn't party long
[02:16.76]I got to get back to the grind and the drawin' board
[02:19.79]But all this ******' artist drawin' is the art of war
[02:22.57]These ******s' soft as teddy bears, talk to Marky Mark
[02:25.71]I wet your block, leave it a waterpark, broad or dark
[02:28.68]I whip the work like tartar sauce, you want it hard or raw, huh?
[02:33.18]Uh, glory, hallelujah
[02:35.16]Holy *******t, I'm the *******t, Porta-Potty Tunechi
[02:38.04]Unload the Glock profusely, when sortin' out confusion
[02:41.11]Your motor mouth keep vroomin', I'm goin' Tony Stewart
[02:44.16]I'm on the fluid, I'm ruined, I'm cold as Boston Bruins
[02:47.01]Lost in the shoo-shoo and who's who and I lost influence
[02:50.14]Lost my point of view 'til I find a mirror, start talkin' to it
[02:52.56]It told me the truth, it said I'm the *******t and you party poopin'
[02:56.09]Lord, oh, Lord
[02:57.26][Verse 4]
[02:59.59]Am I talkin' crazy, too much coffee maybe
[03:02.20]I smell like money, I know broke ******s feel nauseated
[03:05.29]The broads' elated, my boys are faded, my car's the latest
[03:08.38]My bars the greatest, they rated X like Marvel made it
[03:11.21]She caught the babies, she barfed the babies, they orphans maybe
[03:14.14]We got that white girl like in the '80s, that Marcia Brady
[03:17.33]I *******ed Tracy like Warren Beatty, I'm warm as Haiti
[03:20.52]I'm armed and lazy, I'm sprayin' until my arms is lazy
[03:23.29]Pardon my mental, I'm higher than Continental
[03:26.18]Went from flyin' ****roaches to flyin' without credentials
[03:29.07]That's private, tell the pilot, 'Be quiet, we need our privacy'
[03:31.90]Throw you off this ******* if you wired, justifiably
[03:35.09]Hustle wit' a motive, you know this, I'm wit' my whoadies
[03:38.22]No snakes, no rodents, no ad-libs, no chorus
[03:41.11]No stress, no worries, took you to a respiratory
[03:44.24]It's self-explanatory, the glory is mandatory, glory
[03:46.72][Verse 5]
[03:48.89]Uh, glory, hallelujah
[03:50.65]Holy *******t, I can't hold this *******t, my bowel's looser
[03:53.54]My towel's newer, my powder room is for powder-users
[03:56.32]You see rolled up dollar bills filled wit' snot and mucus
[03:59.60]My tie is Lucas, my driver's crusin', my partner's ruthless
[04:02.64]My flower's rootless, my pocket's roofless, she poppin' roofies
[04:05.52]I'm not a student, I'm not assumin' I'm not a human
[04:08.55]You are not immune to this kind of music, you got 'em, Tunechi
[04:12.72]You got 'em, Tunechi, I got 'em
[04:25.90]glory, hallelujah,I got 'em
[04:38.13]I got 'em
[04:51.07]I got 'em
[05:03.13]I got 'em