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Being so giggle is what i am not supposed
Dance to the rhythm in the middle of the floors
Shots of the words they be sailing down the boats
Open up doors,though,calling up ghosts
Thoughts of a lots that i lost and i doubt it
Should i ever care, man, should i ever think about it?
People in the past hi, see you soon or later
Now lemme fire up that stinky lil paper

Times i feel like wu-tang
Like theres nine inside of me
Put it in a song man can't you see
My demons sniffin coke inside of me

My neck now feeling like a noodle
Thirty bitches and the barracuda
Thirsty bitches with a fuckin poodle
They draw and i make a fuckin doodle

Warup

Sippin on a syrup
Hoes movin like damn turtles
Hoes movin like damn turtles
Sippin on syrup, yeah