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  • Lights, camera, chemical reaction
    Attracted to a body of lies with fat asses
    Thank the most high for the high of high fa*******on
    My art of war is killer couture, denim assassin
    Am I, am I a douche bag or just another doo-rag?
    Tryin' get ahead on some brand new-wave *******t
    For your entertainment money is the language
    So every time I speak I’m tryin' to make another payment
    I do ‘em dirty, sleep and get a dirt nap, that works
    'Til my P.O. ask me where I work at
    Think I would learned that sleeping in the bird trap
    Living on the run like somebody tryin' burn fat
    I don’t give a ****, now maybe that’s abstinence
    Or the arrogance of someone who ain’t got *******t
    That think money over *****es is a stock tip…
    I live in a trap where things go crack
    Wake up in the boxes with a box of Apple Jacks
    Everybody acts like God is all that
    But I got the feelin’ he ain’t never coming back
    So I got an angel that answer my prayer
    Floating on the cloud that I blow in the air
    Nobody wins but nobody cares
    They just want blood when the people cheer
    I’m down to 95 dollars, that’s the extent of my riches
    Out of 99 problems, 98 of ‘em is *****es
    Out here hollerin' what’s ironic is
    I’ve honestly been tryna do what’s right
    But some jawn legs in the air tonight, like Phil Collins
    I’m a ***-addicted introvert
    Sucker for a pencil skirt
    Looking for a shorty coming from work, that I can pervert
    On my existential grind doing consequential dirt
    Searchin’ for physical pleasure if I don’t go mental first
    Molly poppin’, trolley hoppin’
    Know somebody prolly watchin’
    That ain’t stoppin’ me from coppin’ a feel
    Karate choppin’ in this after-hours spot
    Watching mommy body rockin’
    First I feed her vodka shots then she eat my Johnnie Cochran
    Livin’ fast, drinkin’ capt'
    One of them hoes even had
    The audacity ask me how long this thing would last
    I said, “You wanna pay for class?
    Get on that stage and shake your ass.”
    She keep a **** in a box
    And "in an emergency, break the glass"
    I make her laugh
    She makes it clap
    And then she gives me lap dances and I’m thankful that
    She keeps providing the place for me to be unfaithful at
    I live in a trap where things go crack
    Wake up in the boxes with a box of Apple Jacks
    Everybody acts like God is all that
    But I got the feelin’ he ain’t never coming back
    So I got an angel that answer my prayer
    Floating on the cloud that I blow in the air
    Nobody wins but nobody cares
    They just want blood when the people cheer
  • [00:17.282]Lights, camera, chemical reaction
    [00:20.973]Attracted to a body of lies with fat asses
    [00:23.941]Thank the most high for the high of high fa*******on
    [00:26.799]My art of war is killer couture, denim assassin
    [00:32.401]Am I, am I a douche bag or just another doo-rag?
    [00:36.202]Tryin' get ahead on some brand new-wave *******t
    [00:39.144]For your entertainment money is the language
    [00:42.057]So every time I speak I’m tryin' to make another payment
    [00:45.031]I do ‘em dirty, sleep and get a dirt nap, that works
    [00:48.989]'Til my P.O. ask me where I work at
    [00:51.263]Think I would learned that sleeping in the bird trap
    [00:54.209]Living on the run like somebody tryin' burn fat
    [00:57.253]I don’t give a ****, now maybe that’s abstinence
    [01:00.449]Or the arrogance of someone who ain’t got *******t
    [01:03.450]That think money over *****es is a stock tip…
    [01:09.633]I live in a trap where things go crack
    [01:12.276]Wake up in the boxes with a box of Apple Jacks
    [01:15.433]Everybody acts like God is all that
    [01:18.637]But I got the feelin’ he ain’t never coming back
    [01:21.641]So I got an angel that answer my prayer
    [01:24.722]Floating on the cloud that I blow in the air
    [01:27.793]Nobody wins but nobody cares
    [01:30.769]They just want blood when the people cheer
    [01:33.811]I’m down to 95 dollars, that’s the extent of my riches
    [01:37.444]Out of 99 problems, 98 of ‘em is *****es
    [01:40.266]Out here hollerin' what’s ironic is
    [01:41.869]I’ve honestly been tryna do what’s right
    [01:44.199]But some jawn legs in the air tonight, like Phil Collins
    [01:46.658]I’m a ***-addicted introvert
    [01:48.149]Sucker for a pencil skirt
    [01:49.704]Looking for a shorty coming from work, that I can pervert
    [01:52.692]On my existential grind doing consequential dirt
    [01:56.096]Searchin’ for physical pleasure if I don’t go mental first
    [01:58.855]Molly poppin’, trolley hoppin’
    [02:00.492]Know somebody prolly watchin’
    [02:01.943]That ain’t stoppin’ me from coppin’ a feel
    [02:04.080]Karate choppin’ in this after-hours spot
    [02:06.445]Watching mommy body rockin’
    [02:07.996]First I feed her vodka shots then she eat my Johnnie Cochran
    [02:10.954]Livin’ fast, drinkin’ capt'
    [02:12.564]One of them hoes even had
    [02:14.053]The audacity ask me how long this thing would last
    [02:17.024]I said, “You wanna pay for class?
    [02:18.509]Get on that stage and shake your ass.”
    [02:19.939]She keep a **** in a box
    [02:21.443]And "in an emergency, break the glass"
    [02:23.079]I make her laugh
    [02:25.361]She makes it clap
    [02:26.787]And then she gives me lap dances and I’m thankful that
    [02:29.194]She keeps providing the place for me to be unfaithful at
    [02:34.560]I live in a trap where things go crack
    [02:37.456]Wake up in the boxes with a box of Apple Jacks
    [02:40.760]Everybody acts like God is all that
    [02:43.616]But I got the feelin’ he ain’t never coming back
    [02:46.670]So I got an angel that answer my prayer
    [02:49.715]Floating on the cloud that I blow in the air
    [02:52.682]Nobody wins but nobody cares
    [02:55.815]They just want blood when the people cheer