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xavy rusan & marc spano - ego trip lyrics
[intro]
i come to man with jesus by power of the holy spirit (hide your devil, imma f_ck your_)
the devil is a motherf_ckin’ liar
so you know i ain’t worried, bi_atch!
[verse]
dance with the devil, he got two left feet
bet he can’t do it like me
that be his best feat
tryna l!ck the sp_ce right in the middle of your breast meat
bet a hundred million, probably turn me to the best me
i jet ski over them muddy waters of mississippi with my missus with me
she gon’ quickly give this d_ck a hickey
i stick a fifty in her vicky’s ‘cause she beautiful
had to quit the gig, i wasn’t f_ckin’ with the cubicle
all these dirty dollars really f_ckin’ up my cuticles
i’m ‘bout to hit the restaurant and order up the usual, [_call bell rings_] uh
illuminati want my body, yeah, they tried to recruit me
life a b_tch, i ain’t complainin’, imma dive in her coochie
see him lurkin’ in the shadows always tryna seduce me
right next to n_ggas who be hatin’ ‘cause they drivin’ the hooptey
bein’ st__zy ain’t as easy as i make it seem
i’m just makin’ movess and makin’ humor out your make_believe
i ain’t never make to practice, but i always make the team
just because you sleepin’ that don’t make it’s fake or makin’ dreams
you takin’ beans, i’m takin’ trips to the coast
fix your face and while you at it, n_gga, fix your approach
let a lame be a lame and let a b_tch do the most
‘cause right after they f_ck you over when they miss you the most
but i don’t give a f_ck, i’m that realer, ouija chattin’ mac miller
baby at the bank tell me i’m her favorite sack filler
i know the government be k!llin’ all the black healers
so i sip millers with criminals and sack dealers
i’m gettin’ neck like i’m bill clinton while mils sprintin’
i serve a sickly soul, a healthy batch of ill writtens
i’m cold as k!llers in the winter when it’s three below
middle finger to them hoes who out’chea tryna see me low (know you’re laughin’, bi_atch!)
if i was wack, i know they probably see me on the tv mode
but i’m with the winners askin’ questions only he would know
so f_ck life, i don’t need a ride, i’m leavin’ walkin’
with directions from siri talkin’ like stephen hawking
i never listen, hardly notice that they even talkin’
them boys p_ssy, that explainin’ why they bleedin’ often
my p_n_s soften, and i gotta go, i’m rather busy
you couldn’t find her, shoulda figured that i had her with me
i’m smokin’ blunts in public, no consent from citizens
school told me, “don’t do drugs,” but gave me ritalin, so
all of y’all can l!ck the place where i p_ss
i’m ‘bout to do some dope and fall into a sp_celess abyss
i’m the only one perceivin’ in the season of the yes, man
feel myself like m_st_rbation, motherf_ck her next man
i can’t take advice from n_ggas still sippin’ flouride
on the side of town where the mayor would need a tour guide
swear that everything i ever f_ckin’ made immaculate
so when you tell the story, i just hope you tell it accurate, n_gga
[outro]
[_giggling_]
ay, gon’ f_ck my sh_t up
[_clapping_]
[_tv static_]
i don’t give a f_ck what you think, b_tch! your thoughts ain’t my thoughts!
cut that b_tch off!
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