80 Bars Part X

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Uh, frogs in a bucket
 Hopped to the very tip top of America (America, America)
 Looking for a miracle (miracle, miracle)
 Uh, crabs in a barrel, last of the heroes
 Practice a 'lil, throwing jabs in the mirror (mirror, mirror)
 Ah, took a breakfast, cut the hair
 Quit the coke guy, healthy came back
 Rolled dice with the devil, twice like a dummy
 Ice in my bezel, Tom Right on the money
 Sit still in a slum, this'll be sunny, you cap hill if you drunk
 Look, gas, break, spin, dip out
 Huckle let the freakiest shit out
 I'm not gonna do what everyone thinks
 I'm gonna do and
 Fucking flip it out
 Yeah, old man
 Colder than a snowman's toe jam, higher than a lowlife's bar tab
 Left it open, at the height of the night decline when you close it
 I got King Kong on my squad, ha
 Ding dong baby who want problems?
 Has-beens had ya chance to have me
 Cancelled, this the damn left-handed bandit, uh ha ha
 Huckleberry had to pass the game down
 Steal the game back or watch the game drown
 I had a rolled up 100-dollar docket in my ear, uh
 I'm still here
 Now oopsie-daisy my bad, ooh
 I maybe shouldn't have come so hard but I had to
 Ups and downs on those drums, uh
 La chows' home (ladadada), uh
 I don't miss another day with ya'll, uh
 I don't wanna die before I arrive
 Let me, let me, let me, get one more dance with you
 One more chance with you
 I won't let you down
 Try me (try me)
 All in together now this time please (this time please), uh
 Look, tip toe, throw a pepper through your bedroom window (window)
 Uh, found me (found me), I ain't going anywhere, don't doubt me (don't doubt me)
 As they wonder, worry and they tummy's turning
 Bitch, you know I'm about to be
 Back with the big bang, big plays
 Big fangs, big smile, sitting pretty on big face, ooh
 It means nothing, all the scowl and frowns, it mean muggin' (it mean muggin')
 Cream thicker than peanut butter
 Put a cup cocaine the same color of Lina Dunham
 Bada-booms and bada-bings
 I swing bada bada you Kennedy
 Can it swing?
 Ooh, I'ma have to drop another album on you
 I been making promises that gotta come true
 This a little taste of greatness to soon come
 I'm not done, uh
 I'm not done, Jake (ah, ah, ah)
 Not yet (ah, ah, ah, ah)
 (Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)
 

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Duration
03:07
Key
10
Tempo
96 BPM

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