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gromit the omlette - lou gee gee mansion lyrics

[verse 1]
alright, check this out, this the freestyle section, yo
i be buying clothes from the free style section, yo
got ’em with a stormtrooper, they don’t call him stormtrooper
[?]
got ’em on the mixtape, cooking with you mixtape
[?]— hit you with the flex tape
i don’t want no s_xtape, i’ma get yo mixtape
i’ma get yo racks taped, rolo— rolodex taped
[?]
who am i? who are you?
i’m black, i’m white
[?], ay
[?]
dub time, one time
swipe ’em with the swiper, swiper
they call me dora
[?]
bin laden, bin laden, bin ladle, i’m here, i’m ready
bombs
that’s gotta be the closer to every bar
uh, i gotta say some sh_t like
f_ck binkle, uh, thug block, b_tch

[verse 2]
transitioned so many times, i look like a powerpoint presentation
been waiting for twenty minutes [?]
of all the times i’m broke as f_ck, guess i gotta check my luck
tails ain’t ever failed me though, can flip it twice and win that hoe
grind your face like mortar pestle, family want me confess, well
b_tch, i wasn’t asking, walk yo ass right down the plank
i got a couple sentence for you, check yo back, i’ll make it blank
got a check and left it blank
got a check right out the bank
but i got the paint, blood
need a tri_cigarette stud, indicud
chief of the chiefing reunion, get me what you got, i’ll prove it
sipping the tp, i got you, see me at the [?], i got you
comedy, there for me, n0body wants to be something real
we ain’t gone, but we don’t need to sell record deal, try to peel it
y’all just been getting the teaser, i ain’t gon’ let up like weezer
aight, y’all want something cold? check this out, my hype man, bold
i’ma start, with a diss to that one muhf_cka
you know what time it is
talking funny, showed me mental money through his courage
then got shot out with a iron dome, i realize muhf_ckas [?] for me
i’d still look out for you, done got my [?] too
it’s— mother— f_ckin’— time!
waiting for that middle hook to whip ’em back with [?]
curb gang, out here!
curb gang, it’s in the name
stomp him out till he don’t feel pain, we flex in front of his b_tch, that’s right
even the one he’d clap again
yo, where the f_ck my [?] at?
too obvious to call him out, but oh, we p_ssed
petty arguments, no rights to call my own siblings [?]
learned yo lesson, second_handed, that’s a compliment, backhanded
lucky we got showmanship and people who done told us sh_t
simmer down, it’s nothing real, the point is showing how it feels
built like an eel
mouth the size of canada, but shrink the size of canada
manlihood precarious, you think you all nefarious
if god taught you any lessons, you ain’t getting into heaven!

[outro]
no chance!
griddy!
amen!
yah!
on god
brrt!
yuh!
brrt! brrt!
(barking)
don’t do it!
b_tch!
b_tch!
b_tch! (yuh)
b_tch!
tell ’em
b_tch!
you’re ownin’ ’em
b_tch! (laughter)
yah
curb gang
curb gang
[?]
no— (laughter)

- gromit the omlette lyrics

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