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Bravo

(álbum: Boy Genius - 2012)


You here tonight baby, you got yo ticket to the show
If they say they don't dance, why they all over the floor
I ain't really give em a chance, by now they probably know
I'm getting love in every city in the double O
Shit I got it, flow so hotted, like I'm coming straight from the rack of the [?]
I mean I'm reppin the spot, yes I am reckless about it cause on the regular I'm pro like my arms outta socket
Keep the arms in the pocket there ain't no need for shooting
And keep the money in the wallet, so I save for the future
But that philosophy is slipping my mind when she on top of me
Lobster and shrimp, feeling like I won the lottery

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Lobster and shrimp and a glass of mascato

Uh, but what more could you ask for, ride around my city smelling like it's twenty past four
Brain tripping like he need a fucking passport, he just keep on asking how long this suppose to last for
It's so potent, cup full of potion, getting bout as high as my intelligence is quotient
My iq is my queue, to remove what these dudes have confused with good tunes, replace it with [?]
Doing that's me no secret, y'all on that deep end
Even when I'm broke, still ain't sipping on that cheap shit
Blowing on the strong, I can see your own that weak shit
I gave it to your woman, let her keep it

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Lobster and shrimp and a glass of mascato

One for the money, two for the money, [?]
I get it and keep running
When I make a stack tell Cody to keep hunting, tryna stay grinding but dammit the beat jumping
Don't aim shit, but really I can't miss
Young player got goals, but really I can't kick
You could do it at the gym tryna grab rim wearing Js in a shooting sleeve that you can't hit
If that offend you, you know that I meant you
So go on keep on talking like you know what I been through
I'm just doing my thing homie you be you, you know I'm a dog
I'm a dog scooby dooby doo

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Lobster and shrimp and a glass of mascato

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