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>>551051272 In an age where false morals are a diamond dozen, true virtues are a blessing in the skies. We often put our false morality on a petal stool like a bunch of pre-Madonnas, but you all seem to be taking something very valuable for granite. So I ask of you to mustard up all the strength you can because it is a doggy dog world out there. Although there is some merit to what you are saying it seems like you have a huge ship on your shoulder. In your argument you seem to throw everything in but the kids Nsync, and even though you are having a feel day with this I am here to bring you back into reality. I have a sick sense when it comes to these types of things. It is almost spooky, because I cannot turn a blonde eye to these glaring flaws in your rhetoric. I have zero taller ants when it comes to people spouting out hate in the name of moral righteousness. You just need to remember what comes around is all around, and when supply and command fails you will be the first to go.
Make my words, when you get down to brass stacks it doesn't take rocket appliances to get two birds stoned at once. It's clear who makes the pants in this relationship, and sometimes you just have to swallow your prize and accept the facts. You might have to come to this conclusion through denial and error but I swear on my mother's mating name that when you put the petal to the medal you will pass with flying carpets like it's a peach of cake.
His palms are spaghetti, knees weak, arms spaghetti There's vomit on his spaghetti already: mom's spaghetti He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm spaghetti To drop spaghetti, but he keeps on spaghetti What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes spaghetti He opens his mouth but spaghetti won't come out He's choking, how? Everybody's joking now The spaghetti's run out, time's up, over - blaow! Snap back to spaghetti, oh! - there goes gravity Oh - there goes spaghetti, he choked He's so mad, but he won't Give up spaghetti nope, he won't have it He knows, his whole back's to these ropes It don't matter, he's dope He knows that, but he's spaghetti He's so stagnant, he knows When he goes back to this spaghetti, that's when it's Back to the lab again, yo, this whole rhapsody He better go capture this spaghetti and hope it don't pass him
[Hook] You better lose yourself in Spaghetti (x4) You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow This spaghetti comes once in a lifetime (x2)
Well here we go, hot cake dough Jellybeans banjo candy sto' Polka dot backpack microphone Shamalama ding dong doggie bone Chippeechippa chop bust a flip flop Skateboard tennis shoes ice cream shop Telephone poles bakin hot rolls A '91 pinto sittin on Vogues Bubble gum tick tock hound dog fleas Cock-a-doodle doo-doo and some hog head cheese Leap out the room grab the old broom Eat a watermelon and walk on the moon Cherry Coke canteloupe little old maid A big black berry inside the kool-aid A bass guitar a old fruit jar A green canteen and a chocolate bar Cannonball baby doll football fan I flipped a mad dog and a Japanese man A double bunk bed a 40 to the head Now get up and watch me rap to cornbread
What the swag did you just fucking yolo about me, you little wayne? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the SwagFags, and I’ve been involved in numerous Obey Records , and I have over 300 confirmed Swaggers. I am trained in wearing snapbacks and I’m the top poser in the entire Swagfag Army. You are nothing to me but just another No swag. I will swag you the fuck out with swagger the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking hashtags. You think you can get away with not taking pictures in the mirror over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my mom, she has alot of swag, and your ratchet ass is being traced right now so you better prepare for the yolo, nikka. The yolo that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your swag. You’re fucking dead, nikka. I can swag anywhere, anytime, and I can swag in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my baggy skinny jeans. Not only am I extensively trained in having plugs and snake bites, but I have access to the entire Hollister store. and I will use it to its full swaggness to wipe your miserable swag off the face of tumblr, you little Non trend follower. I will swag yolo all over you and you will swag in it. You’re fucking dead, nikka.
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[Chorus:] You wanna hot body You wanna Bugatti You wanna Maserati You better work bitch You wanna Lamborghini Sip Martinis Look hot in a bikini You better work bitch You wanna live fancy Live in a big mansion Party in France
You better work bitch [4x]
Now get to work bitch (ahhhh) Now get to work bitch (ahhhh)
>>551053462 NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO YOU DIRTY LITTLE MEXICAN YOU NEED TO STOP POOPING IN CANS THOSE RICE AND BEANS WILL NOT MAKE YOU LEAN SO WHAT EVER YOU DO KNOW THAT YOU, YOU LIL POO, NEED TO STOP THIS ROLL OR I'LL POP A GLOCK IN YOUR HOLE
>>551054085 why do people like you keep sage in the email although they wanna post in a thread? are you just a tard or some edgy teen whos liek "most threads dont deserve a bump so i let it in lol rofl im so cool cuz i decide whats cool"
Now, this is a story all about how My life got flipped-turned upside down And I'd like to take a minute Just sit right there I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel Air
In west Philadelphia born and raised On the playground was where I spent most of my days Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool And all shootin some b-ball outside of the school When a couple of guys who were up to no good Started making trouble in my neighborhood I got in one little fight and my mom got scared She said 'You're movin' with your auntie and uncle in Bel Air'
I begged and pleaded with her day after day But she packed my suit case and sent me on my way She gave me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket. I put my Walkman on and said, 'I might as well kick it'.
First class, yo this is bad Drinking orange juice out of a champagne glass. Is this what the people of Bel-Air living like? Hmmmmm this might be alright.
But wait I hear they're prissy, bourgeois, all that Is this the type of place that they just send this cool cat? I don't think so I'll see when I get there I hope they're prepared for the prince of Bel-Air
Well, the plane landed and when I came out There was a dude who looked like a cop standing there with my name out I ain't trying to get arrested yet I just got here I sprang with the quickness like lightning, disappeared
I whistled for a cab and when it came near The license plate said fresh and it had dice in the mirror If anything I could say that this cab was rare But I thought 'Nah, forget it' - 'Yo, homes to Bel Air'
I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8 And I yelled to the cabbie 'Yo homes smell ya later' I looked at my kingdom I was finally there To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air
Baba yetu, yetu uliye Mbinguni yetu, yetu, amina! Baba yetu, yetu, uliye Jina lako litukuzwe.
Utupe leo chakula chetu Tunachohitaji utusamehe Makosa yetu, hey! Kama nasi tunavyowasamehe Waliotukosea usitutie Katika majaribu, lakini Utuokoe, na yule, milelea milele! Ufalme wako ufike utakalo Lifanyike duniani kama mbinguni. (Amina) Utupe leo chakula chetu Tunachohitaji utusamehe Makosa yetu, hey! Kama nasi tunavyowasamehe Waliotukosea usitutie Katika majaribu, lakini Utuokoe, na yule, simovu mwehu (?)
Handshakes hugs You want me outside, you wanna see me with pancakes and drugs? Take your fat ass to sleep I'm jumpin' out of the candy-coated grim reaper jeep I put you to sleep, I put you six feet deep I'm just on the grind, I smoke a pound, I let my top down I could've played for Washington Redskins, six points for a touchdown I might give you a six point diamond, it's a karat, it's apparent I got more knowledge than both your parents combined I graduated never, I didn't go to high school in '99 Everything was fine I bang Ginuwine No homo, I'm talkin' about in the back of our trunk That's CD deck, other players wanna check I eat Chex mix Haters wanna get in the mix I ball I got a fresh set of kicks I could have for the Phoenix Suns I graduated in 1991 Damn that motherfucker older than the motherfuckin' moon plus the sun He's older than the damn solar system I come through, I might pop trunk on your sister I eat fried gristle and bacon with eggs and toast Everybody's like, "Damn, that motherfucker right there, he ball the most" He ball from coast to coast, he ball across seven seas You talkin' 'bout, "Oh, I'm in the game" Motherfucker you're on your damn knees Cause you gay I pull up sittin' sideways with Sway We at a Chinese buffet eatin' on a Monday, it's a Tuesday Make it feel like it's damn Ruby Tuesday, but it's Saturday But it don't even matter anyway I come through with diamonds and sapphire across my chest Figured I was kin to Ken Griffey Junior Come through, I played down south in Oklahoma Sooner I could've played tailback, halfback, or hatchback, I'm in a four-door hatchback Damn, motherfucker could've played for the Dallas Mavericks But they found crack in my jacket They found marijuana in my socks These motherfuckers, damn Mark Cuban said, "Man, you gon' have to box one of these players Cause they gon' take your position" Diamonds gon' glisten, wood wheels twistin' Sign on the back, let's just go fishin' Let's go to sleep
>>551064965 I rapped most of the thread that was their when the 58 GET happened, but my mic cut out and when I refreshed there was so much more I just decided to post what instead of starting all over.
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