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Correct Biscuits & Mouse Eggs, I Wanna Marry You Lyrics
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Correct Biscuits & Mouse Eggs, I Wanna Marry You
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Rebuild me like the six million dollar man Add a biometric scan to the palm of my hand The era of the disposable body plan Can I kick it, nigga? How much you wanna bet I can? Over the fence, into the yard where the grass is much greener Cause the sprinklers wet the lands, man Soon I won't need a bitch no more I'll just download my nut into the database And create my future seed from Tor You in the bleachers, but you be keepin' score? How? You niggas down a thousand Heard you were lost then, I hope you found an option If not, then bitch nigga stop This a hard pill to swallow so imma just crush it and snort it Trapped in the Matrix but still somehow I'm awake And I just couldn't ignore it Woulda bought me some pussy, not enough cushion I just couldn't afford it Whether I'm soaring or within torment, my soul is enormous My skin is gorgeous, the phone is cordless And so it's under the coat that I'm sportin' Told him it's touring, but it was really the dope I'm importin' Colored it orange and paint it back blue And now I'm callin it Corbit [?] I'm like Steve Irwin except a nigga got poked up by a swordfish I know a [?] nigga This melanin 440 a gram bitch The pale horse with us and hell follows wherever he lands in Been a fan since we shipped it from Mississippi to Canyon Been on a tangent, these bitch niggas can't stand it I can't remember what my plan is I just like put niggas in boxes like deadstocks Me and my niggas, we wash the dishes like we Malcolm and Redd Foxx This 50 with me, an Indian bitch with a red dot Your shit not hot, you got no drop and a dead block This an emergency, I emerge and see how to emerge in a C class You never heard of me? I'm giving third degrees with this speech class Three subjects and one song, history english and teach math Hit his kneecaps, then hit the analog down once and t-bag Police ass nigga, just keep tabs Of course a bird nigga gon' tweet mad If I was broke as you, I too, would probably be sad Imma kick the door or just sneak past I don't need 'em to let me in Imma just be a knee with a motherfuckin' ski mask Ain't no [?] bitch I took a bitch to Ruth Chris and gave her the toothpicks I'm like Chip Skylark with a toolkit but I'm toothless I got a coolin kit it was rusty when I got it but I souped it I'm tryna kill a cracker, so my nigga, don't make me use it
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