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Uh (Uh)  Come on  I  I Boskeezy? I  my  my  turn it up (burps) 
Hey Boskeezy? Hey that shit right there  I (talk to me willpalations)  
that 
shit. That's ibeen? That shit smibeen that shit ibeen? That shit 
smibeen  
ooh (ooh) 
4:15 showcasing to the max 
Got my truckamajig free racing causing anxiety attacks 
Pitch black normal tint BOOM BAP! 
Fucked around and overheated my Zues amp 
500  oh the hoes  fuck a ho 
These are the thing that, uh, you need to know 
Bust him open spin open the duct tape and the foil 
Eat the rest and get a pot and let 'em boil 
Bullet proof vest never confess keep a bucket full of acid 
1-800-888 zippers-on-tastic 
Clinetel, raise 'em high raise 'em low 
Out on bail everybody hit the floor 
Chorus: 
Dump, Bust, Blast, Dump, Bust, 
Dump, Bust, Blast, Dump, Bust (ooh!) 
Dump, Bust, Blast, Dump, Bust, 
Dump, Bust, (BEOTCH!) Blast 
Slurp slip, deep throat shit I'm outta sight 
I like to get my dick sucked in broad daylight 
Acting bad on the soil acting tough 
Break your ass down like 12-gauge Doyle bluff 
You know if, ooh, that's what they holler 
Snatch his boosty ass up by the collar 
Law enforcement agents got me and my dudes up under investigation we 
hot 
like jalapenos 
Man, how come niggas can't put their money together like Philipinos? 
I suppose, can you bring him back? 
He was one of them enemies that tried to participate in Swiss Cheezin' 
my 
clean ass Cadillac 
My Cadillac, My Pontiac I mean 
My under bucket hoopty parked on magazines 
Chorus: 2x 
Check it out (check it out) 
Third verse, let's begin lets be gone 
I done served more water than, uh, Avion 
Posted up like a thumbtack on the boulevard serving dead 
Yola, ice cream, Ben and Jerry (Jer) 
I've been doing somethings, cigars and pinky rings 
I'm a big screw up in this shit like E-40 and the Click 
Paper all up under my box spring matress choppers on top of the fridge 
Automatics in the kitchen cabinets man I kill a motherfucker over 
mathematics 
Haters gonna hate, but they don't count nigga hustle 
The dope game runs on two thing (what's that?) money and muscle 
Do some gotti, fourth of July your party 
Laid his "supposed to be so called hardest nigga in your town" ass 
down 
infront of everybody 
Chorus: (with three overdubbed tracks of random talking)

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