Getting Off 1100 Himself
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What yo' baddest hoe look like?
Big and dodge like Dolomite
He was scared to show his eyes
He was scared to blow his pipe
You can get yo' biggest homie, can't nobody fuck with me
You be tricking with these hoes, they said you always smoke for free
He trying to dodge this big bitch, oh, he Professor Okafi[?]
Nigga, this Asian fried rice is hitting with this Kobe beef
I will back a nigga down and turn around the Kobe three
Nigga, you burned all your bridges, why the fuck you trolling me?
Why the fuck I kept you hating, you said you had molded me
Putting [?] in the paper, bitch, I feel likе ODB
It might have some kick to it, but you ain't gotta smoke with mе
I'm stinging like a jellyfish, I'm floating like a bumblebee
I said autobots assemble, feeling like I'm bumblebee
Me and Q Matt and Jeff, now we royal rumbling
Yeah, you had yo' little fiasco, now we kick and punchin' him
Yeah, you had yo' little fiasco, now we kick and punchin' him
I'm Oakland man, the people's champ, they always see me out
I went to jail at Sun Valley, the gleek was peeking out
Who is bro and, what the fuck this nigga speaking about?
I'm finna do this little show and then I'm leaving out
I was mad up on them leaks, like why you leave me out?
And I'm gon' pop a [?] I'm never bleeding out
I'm rainbow6-ing with this bitch, that mean I'm leaning out
And Q got a janky roll, that nigga clean me out
The fuck? And I'm still mad about it
I've been to beat a nigga ass, he tried to grab my bottle
And tell yo' bitch to run some errands, I feel like Mr Rogers
Leave an angel where I met her, feeling like the Dodgers
Big and dodge like Dolomite
He was scared to show his eyes
He was scared to blow his pipe
You can get yo' biggest homie, can't nobody fuck with me
You be tricking with these hoes, they said you always smoke for free
He trying to dodge this big bitch, oh, he Professor Okafi[?]
Nigga, this Asian fried rice is hitting with this Kobe beef
I will back a nigga down and turn around the Kobe three
Nigga, you burned all your bridges, why the fuck you trolling me?
Why the fuck I kept you hating, you said you had molded me
Putting [?] in the paper, bitch, I feel likе ODB
It might have some kick to it, but you ain't gotta smoke with mе
I'm stinging like a jellyfish, I'm floating like a bumblebee
I said autobots assemble, feeling like I'm bumblebee
Me and Q Matt and Jeff, now we royal rumbling
Yeah, you had yo' little fiasco, now we kick and punchin' him
Yeah, you had yo' little fiasco, now we kick and punchin' him
I'm Oakland man, the people's champ, they always see me out
I went to jail at Sun Valley, the gleek was peeking out
Who is bro and, what the fuck this nigga speaking about?
I'm finna do this little show and then I'm leaving out
I was mad up on them leaks, like why you leave me out?
And I'm gon' pop a [?] I'm never bleeding out
I'm rainbow6-ing with this bitch, that mean I'm leaning out
And Q got a janky roll, that nigga clean me out
The fuck? And I'm still mad about it
I've been to beat a nigga ass, he tried to grab my bottle
And tell yo' bitch to run some errands, I feel like Mr Rogers
Leave an angel where I met her, feeling like the Dodgers
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