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Stop, drop kaboom baby lemme wreck it Lemme get on on this mic and put your life into perspective With a bomb ass beat and a bomb ass rhyme Imma murder it like O.J. everytime Never been on TV but I'm an underground sensation My shit's like gettin' laid, your shit's masturbation I'm an average joe man but have no fear I'm 18, unsigned, push a quarter mil a year So when you see me around you better remember the name Cuz I ball like the Lakers, smoke kush like Lil' Wayne I stay hardcore when I'm gettin' it on And imma hit it and quit it like I was doin' your mom You doin' yourself or some nasty bitches Just rubbin a genie but you ain't gettin no wishes I'm puffin swishers like a boss cuz thats how we do You puffin' on your last breath homie you just got schooled I got money in the bank, I got money to blow And it sounds so sick when I spit this flow When I roll up at the party everybody know Cuz It's GBT thats pumpin through my stereo I roll like Limp Bizkit, eat pussy like triscuit And you can't compare when I'm spittin my shit I'm fat like kris kringle, turn shit to a single Got money in the bank, stackin bitches like pringles When it comes to how i'm livin' can't fuck with me My girl hot as hell, your girl got a disease And everywhere I go I always reek of marijuana Cuz I'm puffin' on Obama while I give it to yo mama I'm a microphone master, a lyrical disaster Make the boom boom beats comin' out yo ghetto blaster Catch me later on when I'm hittin' up the party With my girl gettin naughty, just sippin' on bacardi I keep the party jumpin when the bass go boom And ya better make room everytime I'm comin through And when it's all over y'all know who to thank Me motherfucker and my money in the bank |