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taj-he-tha-sickest, you n-ggas just sick of me {8x}

got a million songs, i’m a millionaire
you can f-ck my b-tch cause i really don’t care
y’all scared, i keep my beef bleedin’ like it’s rare
snub nose, knock a n-gga’s cornrows from his hair
i don’t care, i’ll take off your beard like nair
treat you like a blunt and put you in the air
keep a b-tch on all four legs like a chair
hit her to a powderpuff girl, i’m the mayor
i’m everywhere, you never there, unprepared
you a square, and i’m a mothaf-ckin’ player, yeah
f-ck a bed, i get head in a honda
white little momma look dead on madonna
light skin momma look dead on rihanna
my little momma look dead on your momma
and you can’t get rid of me
taj-he-tha-sickest, you n-ggas just sick of me

taj-he-tha-sickest, you n-ggas just sick of me {8x}

a hyena, the clubs know me, they don’t gotta id us
ever since the team, i had game
breakin’ hoes for their visas, and some brain
call me cocaine, or call me godfather of the game, wow
it’s goin’ down like water in the drain
i douched it, i’m street smart
i make every f-cking teacher in the school look stupid
i’m worth one two three four five six seven eight nine ten
hundred thousand, you might find me when you’re internet browsin’
taj-he, b-tch, and i’m ’bout it, yeah
and my schedule’s crowded, fifteen for a verse
don’t worry ’bout my outfit, yeah, yeah
this young taj-he, baby
tryna rob me? n-gga, you probably crazy

taj-he-tha-sickest, you n-ggas just sick of me {8x}

um, yah, it’s the mothaf-ckin’ mob
i’m a meadowlark boss, murder don’t gotta cost
yeah, meadowlark mob, i put that on god
i’m the dopest, and taj-he be smokin’ like an exhaust
i’m from california, baby, power to the state
i be pushin’ mascara, yeah, powder to your face
i’m the bottom of a flower in a vase
you hear the pain in my voice
i see the coward in your face, d-mn
i’m the man, i’m the, i’m the man
young taj-he, my shawty got a grip like fam
and i’m a real n-gga, i ain’t never wore vans
and my pants come from france
my shirt from j-pan, my b-tch is a korean
and she got some korean friends
i look vietnamese whenever i hit the weed
yeah, taj-he-be-tha-sickest, these n-ggas is sick of me

taj-he-tha-sickest, you n-ggas just sick of me {8x}

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