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[Verse 1]
So give me the rhythm and it’ll be off with ya panties
Cause I’m off of a Xanny and soon to be offered Grammy’s
I went to a college where they refused acknowledge
My style was so fuck flawless I had to bounce like hydraulics
Or shine like polished Impalas, till I’m big as Christopher Wallace
No pennies paid to a stylist so Jenny Craig for my Wallet
If i ain’t next then tell me who is
Cause I swear I’m fucking grinding like I got a few kids
And I swear I’m gone be grinding til I got a few cribs
And I swear I’m won’t be signing til it’s at Ruth Chris
The truth is, Drew is true as truth gets
Tryna build a dynasty, shit I guess the these the Blueprints
[refrain]
[Verse 2]
Murder Murder I wrote this verse on a napkin
Under the influence of something to keep from overreacting
But yo I’m laughing, cause ain’t no one expect that
I’d go from broken bad to like fucking dope as meth lab
I’m raping beats like its porn stars and they step-dads
So if you sleeping on me I apologize for the jet lag
Yo i’m so fly i don’t know what to do with it
I could take off with your bitch and call her my stewardess
But the industry’s confused, like hold up now who is this
Is he a rapper or is he acting, nigga please thats ludacris
But here’s the motto I promise that I stay true to this
If your girl gets to roaming/Roman, I will seize her/Ceasar like Julius
Cause your truly is truly just unruly
Pop’s died April 1st and ain’t a soul left to fool me
I’m music royalty so you ain’t have to figure
How I’m twice as good as ya’ll but still only like half a nigga
Rap game jack the ripper, ask your sister bout her twitter
It was lights, camera, action, even tagged me in the picture
I’m still surviving off of cheap wine
A college graduate dropping classics in his free time
Im drinking pinnacle like I’ve reached mine
If love’s a battlefield, your girl’s legs do the peace sing
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