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Correct Lame Saturated Lyrics
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Correct Lame Saturated
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[Verse 1:] Dre dips more whips than the man on Grand Theft Auto Catch me in five hundred sedan S model Killer whale on my tail trying to catch and follow But Dres ghost get ghost, I scram press throttle Give a damn spending grands me and my mans be at the grotto Trying to steal a rich Lucy from a Ricky Ricardo Fuck a wife I want a hoe that look like Nelly Furtado To take me skiing in Aspen Colorado Cash in like the Lotto then pass me the bottle Cause they know live life lav is my motto This is not the Apollo I don't care if you like me I'm Gucci, Louie nigga read these Nike's Mac Dres gets hyphy, cop trees from Mikey I'm a viking always striking, never hyphy I'm doing my thing Fresh clothes from the dry clean, and my bling shine like high beam I'm a eighteen wheeler, nigga I'm realer So I can steal her, peal her, and drill her I'm the dope rhyme dealer Bust like a nine milla got hoes in Chowchilla Cutt throatettes, cause my hoes are realer My hoes are stealer's, boosters, and pick pockets Get profit and prey for pimp profits Trick stop it before I take it there Quit while your ahead you'll never make it player [Chorus:] Man this games been bladed, its lame saturated I don't know how these cats made it They must be all related Your making things complicated You need your mic hand amputated I can't be faded this games been bladed, it's lame saturated I don't know how these cats done made They must be all related they making things complicated You need your mic hand amputated [Verse 2:] I can't be faded you Macs done ran out of words I spit predicates, pronouns, and adverbs Everybody talking about copping birds You ever cop four pounds of white widow from a nerd Your game is to the curb might got to conserve No flavor you lack herbs Your not seasoned like honky food Your not funky dude, your beats ain't bumping dude Its fools like you the give the game a bad name You beach cruiser loser, stay in the bike lane Or get ran over, found bent over You can't be a rapper, you be to damn sober Your yogurt passed the expiration date Got no work no cash and you perpetrate Come on cut it out, I stay high and blunted out Unraveled and gutted out
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