Glory !
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(Verse) Ooh, this that shit they didn’t want me on I’m ‘bout to act a badonkadonk, shamone, shamone Don't need sugar, I need cream, I'm dark and strong The garbage man putting on cologne around my room I'm on, I'm on, this that shit they didn't want I act a ass and shit a skunk, I will, I won't Black yo eye like will.i.am, ya Willy Wonka That's me in the Lamb, I'm disappearing like Jimmy Hoffa AK-47 my business partner, business is swell French kiss a bitch, she don't speak French, can't kiss and tell I push his ass in the wishing well, then wish him well Sipping syrup like ginger ale, but I'm the quickest snail From here to Hell, I hear them hail, I give them hell I'm spitting hail, I'm Clinton, well, I did inhale These niggas frail, they Chip and Dale, they lil girls Watch me act a donkey, then pin a tail, spit out yo nails Uh, glory, hallelujah Holy shit, I'm the holy shit, I'm God's manure I know how to hack a jeweller ward and not computers I meditate like a Buddhist, Holy Ramen noodles And now ya sleep, I'm inside yo room wit' a lot of shooters Ya wake up to this chopper tool, it's like, 'Cock-a-doodle' I'm aqua cuckoo, I turn yo Fruit Loop to chocolate Yoo-Hoo I'm hotter than Honolulu, glory unto ya, glory (Verse 2) I'm aqua-cuckoo, I turn yo Froot Loop to chocolate Yoo-Hoo I'm hotter than Honolulu, my clothes and socks and shoes new I been a boo-boo since ga-ga goo-goo and Dada, FUBU Make errybody that knew ya booboo, I got them spooked too I drive a neutral, shock the future like Dr. Luther I'm not accuser, yo mom a cougar, I sock it to her My cocaine white as a white beluga, I like bazookas I'm high as lunar, I'm wilder than Tyga's Nikes, Pumas Woo, this that shit ya didn't want me on My weed louder than underarms and car alarms Cheers, I said, 'Surprise', but couldn't party long I got to get back to the grind and the drawing board But all this fucking art destroyed, this the art of war These niggas is soft as teddy bears, talk to Marky Mark I wet yo block, leave it a waterpark, broad or dark I whip the work like tartar sauce, ya want it hard or raw, huh? (Verse 3) Ooh, glory, hallelujah Holy shit, I'm the shit, Porta-Potty Tunechi Unload the Glock profusely, I'm soarin' out confusion Yo motor mouth keep vrooming, I'm going Tony Stewart I'm on the fluid, I'm ruined, I'm cold as Boston Bruins Lost in the shoo-shoo and who's who and I lost influence Lost my point of view till I find a mirror, start talkin' to it It told me the truth, it said I'm the shit and ya party pooping Lord, oh, Lord (Verse 4) Am I talking crazy, too much coffee maybe I smell like money, I know broke niggas feel nauseated The broads' elated, my boys are faded, my car's the latest My bars the greatest, they rated X like Marvel made it She caught the babies, she barfed the babies, they orphans maybe We got that white girl like in the eighties, that Marcia Brady I dicked Tracy like Warren Beatty, I'm warm as Haiti I'm armed and lazy, I'm spraying until my arms is lazy Pardon my mental, I'm higher than Continental Went from flyin' cockroaches to flying witout credentials That's private, tell the pilot, 'be quiet, we need our privacy' Throw ya off this bitch if ya wired, justifiably Hustle wit' a motive, ya know this, I'm wit' my whoadies No snakes, no rodents, no ad libs, no chorus No stress, no worries, took ya to a respiratory It's self-explanatory, the glory is mandatory, glory (Verse 5) Oooh, glory, hallelujah Holy shit, I can't hold this shit, my bowel's looser My towel's newer, my powder room is fo' powder-users Ya see rolled up dollar bills filled wit' snot and mucus My tie is Lucas, my driver's crusing, my partner's ruthless My flower's rootless, my pocket's roofless, she popping roofies I'm not a student, I'm not assuming I'm not a human Ya are not immune to this kinda music, ya got 'em, Tunechi Ya got 'em, Tunechi, I got 'em
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