Jam Baxter - Fantastic Man lyrics

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You look like Fantastic man

You look like Fantastic man

You look like Fantastic man

Yeah thank you very much, face it right down for my saggy to the (?)

You look like Fantastic man

Bitch you way to high and still they never in success and the (?)

Press on above, fresh made the team

Liquor on our brain, on some rain makes us stacks

Stay glass jacket with the plug and the hook

With the jeromskin pockets for the ahs and them cooks

Looks sublime, ball wide coast and ball waste coast, felt her body clean

Sit and get more to my (?) my first backed

Stop hop and ball must (?)different feed just for lord to our (?)

Guns provide must smackers and get (?)

Drop our control, our convenience on the cat walk

John snapping lines, roll dropping (?)

And if I (?) amigo all blast it on and buss style

Lately in my radio flash,

Man walking and admire witch deranium cracks

Do one of you stacking and tending his death

Take above the reality they let me to rest

Long fingers with the past dress stay fits

Same fuck it with the (?)

Kids stay fuck it the flash list face it

Suck the respect from the air, don’t tell (?) with exceptional plan

Clap at the (?) big on our stuff

Rock twenty lanes let our kids finding all

My fife kind of bitch bust (?) on this children ‘

Package and crime into an ending and combine (?)

Smile rich and get it, get on Jacuzzi

Black thong and with size get profusion

Libido skills feeling loosely

We’ll be gone search to the beauty

(?) flash mascot and it cost some gold

They can caught (?) and fake nails from my brother or so

It looks convenient, looks like Russian those

Feel a couple cool caviar, walk on blast, rock this on,

Demeter and get strong that type for me

Silver skin magic with a still get shock for me

Flex and left behind from the side that you could hit it, done it

Moving out my balls, I’m balled already

Great for those things that last to the (?) and get forgiven

A desire type and winnable, ball and force magician

Shake the vines on the guap and they all climb all the shoppers in the (?)

Shit, thank you very much, fresh right down to my secretary til they gets

Bitch you ain’t to high to stay living in success in these streets on new times