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letra de greggy. - billy jasper

i’m cookin raw shit
i’m servin up hits
sloppin’ slaws ’till you fools start havin’ fits
i’m legit, too legit to quit
they do it for the glitz the glam the instagram pics
view the page and see he is not a g
he’s not a prodigy, billy is a wannabe
like ya heels dome is feeling wobbly
find ya meals like a colonoscopy
up in ya guts, feeling my nuts
planting these seeds, bust in disgust
bust down ya door then i’m pourin up a jameson
green as a chase just to add a little flavourin’
caterin’ irregulars that run with the faction
your one facts man go and run the tracks
and relax man, then i’ll show you where we be sit
recline, unwind, hit a little glycine, breathe it
sittin in ya ears ’till ya bleed it
even if i slip you will never see me quit
fuck it, it’ll happen over years
for now, billy’s here to drink ya beers

stroll ’round with the sound you’re hummin
freak out and your nose starts runnin
eyes wide, time to choose sides
come round here and let the style slide

stroll ’round with the sound you’re hummin
freak out and your nose starts runnin
eyes wide, time to choose sides
come ’round here and let the style slide

see the people that i idolize
they’re flyin high
so it’s hard to see my vision eye to eye
my disguise might consist of black sweaters
black shoes, black pants, black hats are better
pour a sarsparilla, still not getting no chicks
i’m pullin’ knee tricks, see me flickin’ for pics
pullin’ bee’s out of honey like i’m whinnie the pooh
little money for shoes, but nothing to cruise
so what’s up billy, you leave 3-d-3’s
hands up, no one’s reading these tweets
fans, yup now he’s ready for k
go man, p’s aye? d-mn barely a day
cause i’m one for your bunch
running the hunch
the only rapper that’s not after your lunch
while sippin’ the punch, still chillin
bought a mask like villain, k!llin’, off the opposite
poppin’ zits off top, while i’m off in pits
droppin hits, not yet cause of all the blizz
fuck it, feelin the part is hard
but still chillin’, rhyming like i lost my card

stroll ’round with the sound you’re hummin
freak out and your nose starts runnin
eyes wide, time to choose sides
come round here and let the style slide

- billy jasper

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