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Flash Bang Grenada
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Good Cop, Bad Cop
You ain't got a TV show
Yeah I'm the CEO
Of all the bigger businesses
Went to green initiatives
And you seem inquisitive
From the biggest fearer
Guess I'm datin' Keisha Cole
So I keep a pocket full of pizza dough
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I'm the season pro, because of just slappin niggas
Or just action figures full of sweet low
Have you seen the flow
I can coke rap Charlie Sheen the flow
I got these motherfuckers fiendin' though
But I just wanna make it meaningful
I ride the bus
[Busdriver]
And I drive the bus
I want the 210 metro fly as fuck
With Levis and such
And designers chucks
The groupies in the same thing
Ride this touch
Verse 3: Busdriver]
Quiet, hush, you'll get a horse muscle
My demeanor leaves worse puzzled
I used to ram out give them sore muscles
And exhaust 'cabularies and core puzzles
Now more subtle
I'm subdued
I dim the brights of my fuck yous
And I just use all your junk food
Sit back and watch judge Gould
I'm a champeene
Want to take a hike, get a canteen
I'm dirtying up the hair, get your Pan-teen pro V
This dope syringe injected
Dirty needles might get your friends infected
DJ Scratch every inch connected
While I sit back and get introspective
Hundred in again is business expenses
Should of sent your rest bitch
Hand on the fourpin, brand name dead bitch
Hand on the door not solicited to red kiss
Aaaaahhhh, to one of my exes
Get her off the guestlist
You heard what I said
You know who you are
Pushing out product that you
Waste not. Want not. Would not
CA, all day, is a backdrop
Don't, stop, won't, stop, can't stop
My president is black and white
Plus all my homies got OCD
And the girlfriend down with OPP
And they all like it raw like ODB
where they smoke DBs
Go pee pee on yo fact, Simony
From the coke and spree streets
Meets your grocery needs fuck that to injury
If I had this empty
Wouldn't be cold as a batch of kimchi
Insert, insult, add that to injury
I'm a renassaince man came back from Italy
Sex mag from the ass that rack is gettin' me
Your dress facts probably crushin up your masculinity
But my swag's infinity
You can ask Tiffany
It's just ass your givin' me
And another blast of Hennessy
And she'll be at the pad eventually
If I could save the world
You know I wouldn't save a girl
Cause I ain't here to rescue bitches
I ain't here to impress you bitches
Hah, cause I'm just to vicious
Nocando, and guess who bitches
Me motherfucker, cheah
Pushing out product that you
Waste, not, one, not, would not
Yeeeeaaaaah, yeeeeaaaaah
CA, all day, is a backdrop
Don't, stop, won't, stop, can't stop
Cause you caught the eyes and they ____
I mean eight sides at the backyard boogie
Givin' you so called vanguards nuggies
Kicks in the asses, wedgies and swirlies
Ahead of the time, fresh prematurely
So west coast it could never be wordly
Two words to describe us: incredibly wordy
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