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Google Translate Lady

"Bounce Back Remix"

[Hook]
Last night took an L, no I got a W
I be working hard, that's pretty much double you
Chilling with the Sean Don, that's my brother too
(talk behind our backs and goons gone pummel you)
Last night took an L, no I got a W
Didn't know I rapped? Glad I could befuddle you
We all on that squad squad welcome to the zoo
(schwert, schwert, schwert-schwert-schwert)

[Verse 1: Google Translate Lady]
Never took L's, know well, we gone dish them out
Oh yell, your smell, made me think we fishing now
Translate Lady, Big Sean, that's what this about
Saying they better than me, I'mma control-alt-delete
Say what you want on the web, but be quiet in the streets
Cause I'm really on the beat, I will never taste defeat
Translated to hip-hop, so the killers understand me
They gone think I won a grammy
They gone think I won an oscar
It'll really come in handy
If they call me an impostor
Call the squad call the roster, Imaginary just like fosters
It's a bird it's a plane, no matter what you can't stop her
(Let that sink in for a second that's real right there)

[Hook]

Dutch lady, what's up
[Interlude: Dutch]
I'm a giant saying Fi Fo
Engines tripping just like FIFA
Saying "man I'm so done with these people"
But I still got love for all my chicos
(preciate cha)

[Verse 2: Google Translate Lady]
Yes I'm still tougher than onyx
White out shoes I'm keeping it balanced
I walk by and people astonished
Have you froze like mannequin challenge
Ice so cold, my neck look like salad
Haters keeping score of my tally
Wasn't ready for my team rally
Cause I clean it up just like Downy
And I'm brawling hard just like Brawny
My scoreboard full of brownies
Happy like it's my birthday
I keep the losers pouting
Cause I play it so loudly
Bang it in the whip shouting
"This for people that doubt me
You gone wish you did count me!"
I'm so good at rapping that I should have made a tutorial (tutorial)
These people faker than the sign language guy at Mandela's memorial (memorial)
I swear that success would give people no reason to kill time (kill time)
They ending up more lost than indigo shirt kid in Drill Time (Drill time)
Slim Jesus with the hood life
Presidential with the hood rights
Dr. Seuss with the hood rhymes
I'm on TV just like Good Times
I never needed them and never did
Needing me's something they won't admit
When we turn up they are not admitted
Look them up and down and get dismissed
Gone

[Hook]

[Outtro: Google Translate Lady + Dutch]
We some real ones (x4)
Washingtons Washingtons
We some real ones (x5)
Washingtons Washingtons
We some real ones

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