Speakers loud; heavy base, pants sagged pass my waist
Ima lay it down and have myself a taste
Like my remy with no juice, you a lot like bishop
42. i can't hear what you say fuck it blast the base up,
I laced the base with 'caine straight-faced, then i tackled him,
Everybody finger point in your direction
And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for
We keep hitting our words quicker like a star la dodgers home base hitter
Say i’m destined for fame, well i am very afraid
They gotta be ready on call with the base head's weight,
So they just keep going, saying nigga in his face
Still pissed cuz no man will let this slut get to second base
And your son was born with cancer and he live in urgent care
Base, quick someonegive him some breathing space !!. this is where
Turns out she was two faced was treating me like used waste with a bruised base
I thought i was out atlanta, but god damn i'm outta space
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