Sesame Street

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Run that bih' up like a track meet
 Run that bih' up like a track meet
 Gimme the pack and I might tax that, ooh
 She gotta fatty I might tap that, ooh
 Gimmie ya' addy we pulling up to ya' pad and then we gon pull out the rattle n' go click clack, ooh
 I ride that bih' like a boat with a sail on it
 She suck my dick then I bail on her, ooh
 I got a pack in a box that says mail on it
 Open it up and then sell all it, ooh
 I'm from the street man I feel like sesame, uh
 All of these thotties wanna have sex with me, uh
 Whip it n flip it I know the recipe remember me when y'all
 Niggas sleeping now u texting me, mmh
 She ride my dick like a skateboard, eww
 I get the bop I don't date whores, eww
 I gave her Xanax she might deep throat, mmh
 I got my tool straight from Home Depot, yeah
 Lit pimpin', wrist pimpin', whip pimpin'
 Shit okay
 Piss on my wrist, yellow diamonds, yeah they sick, mmh
 40 round drum get him gone, aye
 Aim it at fuck nigga dome, aye
 Run through his crib when there's nobody home
 And then take everything that he own, aye
 My niggas got all them poles, aye
 30 round drum at your nose, aye
 Niggas they don't want no beef, yeah
 She wanna fuck me cause my teeth, are golden
 Talk all that shit "Whatchu mean?", its over
 I can not smoke regular weed, its OG
 I'm on a kill streak oh no
 Uzi clip right at yo nose, aye
 Ride with the chopper I might blow, aye
 Free X nigga free vro, aye
 My niggas running with them poles, aye
 I ball on niggas like D rose
 Aye, aye, yeah
 I smoke that boof with my vro, aye
 I smoke that boof with my vro, aye
 Run that bih' up like a track meet
 Run that bih' up like a track meet
 Gimme the pack and I might tax that, ooh
 She gotta fatty I might tap that, ooh
 Gimmie ya' addy we pulling up to ya' pad and then we gon pull out the rattle n' go click clack, ooh
 I ride that bih' like a boat with a sail on it
 She suck my dick then I bail on her, ooh
 I got a pack in a box that says mail on it
 Open it up and then sell all it, ooh
 I'm from the street man I feel like sesame, uh
 All of these thotties wanna have sex with me, uh
 Whip it n flip it I know the recipe remember me when y'all
 Niggas sleeping now u texting me, mmh
 She ride my dick like a skateboard, eww
 I get the bop I don't date whores, eww
 I gave her Xanax she might deep throat, mmh
 I got my tool straight from Home Depot, yeah
 Lit pimpin', wrist pimpin', whip pimpin'
 Shit okay
 Piss on my wrist, yellow diamonds, yeah they sick, mmh
 40 round drum get him gone, aye
 Aim it at fuck nigga dome, aye
 Run through his crib when there's nobody home
 And then take everything that he own, aye
 My niggas got all them poles, aye
 30 round drum at your nose, aye
 Niggas they don't want no beef, yeah
 She wanna fuck me cause my teeth, are golden
 Talk all that shit "Whatchu mean?", its over
 I can not smoke regular weed, its OG
 I'm on a kill streak oh no
 Uzi clip right at yo nose, aye
 Ride with the chopper I might blow, aye
 Free X nigga free vro, aye
 My niggas running with them poles, aye
 I ball on niggas like D rose
 Aye, aye, yeah
 I smoke that boof with my vro, aye
 I smoke that boof with my vro, aye

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Duration
00:55
Tempo
130 BPM

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