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lirik lagu the weather man – the great outdoors

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[verse 1: huzzah]
i like my blunts fat and my b-tches thicker
used to have morals but she gone of the liquor
told her that i rap, get her clothes off quicker
i bet she show her -ss for a 10deep sticker
hol’ up, we rolling blunts long as a machete is
heard you smoke loud but you don’t know what the heady is
you in a trap, yeah where reggie is
and bet a couple dollars that you’re hoe ain’t where she says she is
crooks n-ggas and we on like a lightswitch
in the function getting jaded with a white b-tch
problem allato, guess i hit the lotto, cause when i bought a home she resemble demi levato
you know the motto, money over hiz-oes, never love a b-tch but let her pay for all my cliz-othes
gizzo, im niz-ice, chase cheese like miz-ice, f-ck with the crooks and tapdance on thin ice
we ’bout it, bout it, you compet-tion i doubt it, doubt it
tryna get faded, we got the buddah dont leave without it
sly tendecies, hanging like a tenticle, you under the underground we hanging at the penicle
sitting on more money then timeshares, while fake n-ggas is dumber then dark b-tches with blonde hair
hoes tell me they love me but f-ck it i don’t care
‘lijah had these silly hoes jumping out they underwear
white lies, nice try, too much of a nice guy, watching snl i got the humor of a white guy
this mid-life crisis, tell me whose the nicest
i bag hoes like thrift sweaters with no prices
i’m ill, haters can’t catch up still
as i go over n-gga’s heads like the greem on your bill
its no mercy when the verse hit, its a cold war
stay cussing, dirty mouth, cold sore
whatever man, im all about my cheddar man
‘lijah getting mad hoes wet, call me the weatherman
yous a freshman, i’m a veteran
b-tch you jocked a n-gga, no let ’em in

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