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letra de obnoxious - packy

[verse 1]
aww sh-t, this is so not proper
kickin’ it with the mitten state showstopper
michigan repper, middle of the hand
thumbs up to your cho, middle finger to the man, yessir
look out bro, the pen’ll k!ll
sleeping on the fire man? this ain’t even been a drill
way over your head, like some bad brain
you’re not on the bandwagon yet, that’s a d-mn shame
but that’s fine (that’s fine) that’s fine
you’ll be hittin’ snooze for the last time (last time)
you call your chick daily, i call that chick mine
if i put the d on then she call me primetime
man you couldn’t k!ll the cat if you hit it nine times
i’m an emcee, squared, so she give me einstein
this sh-t right here? it’s perfecto
put it on a blank check, i’ma be successful

[chorus]
whoa, you know what it is, i got this (what?)
hotness, go ahead, stop this
nah, you know what is bro
you know what is ho
you know what it is, you know, you know (whoa)
i got, i got, i-i-i got, i got this (what?)
the throne boy, go ahead watch this
i mean i’m thrown boy, faded, unconscious
i mean i’m in my zone, k? i’m obnoxious

[verse 2]
oh, you bit off a little more than you could chew
i could take your flow and do it better than what you could do
look at you, lookin’ at me, what is it you staring at
i look at you only ’cause i wonder why you’re wearing that
dang, i’m in a different league than these other boys
and i’m tired of hiding it, time for me to make some noise
bang
put my foot in the game, now i’m a shoe-in
i can’t stop doing my thang, packy
locked in the stu’ writin’ fuego
they don’t like to say it, but guarantee you they know
so they don’t step on the team
or maybe they do, but it don’t make a blip on the screen
for real, i don’t know what the deal is
your sh-t was wack, then you talked, now it still is, zip it up
i got your jaw droppin’, pick it up
take the camera for me and moe, your chick wants a pic of us, b-tch

[verse 3]
this ain’t even difficult
i be runnin’ through these bars like they were invisible
turnin’ heads, what is this a physical?
music is medicinal
get me on a beat and its condition will be critical
’cause i stay floss like dentists do it
and i rock mics like lenox lewis
but i never tie son, i’ma stay getting wins for the city i’m from
how about that
i’ll be an outcast ’til i count stacks
sippin’ on, d-mn, i cannot even pr-nounce that
trampoline booties, look at how they bounce back
i’ma do it big, i don’t see how you could doubt that
gimme hotels and the whole crew
gimme warm weather and a cold brew
and a dope stu’, and some cool choes
i could say the name, but you already know

- packy

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