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BiMMER
02:28
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I’m beyond great, got that True Grit like I’m John Wayne
Hot flames; every time I spit, shit get flambéed
Raised on a planet full of apes that do not bathe
You don’t wanna see me spin the block, go Harambe
People like leaves in the fall, man, they all change
Switchin’ teams just to ball like LeBron James
You ain’t foolin’ anyone at all, that’s a bronze chain
If your wrist watch tick tock, then your watch fake
My girl ain’t a snack, she a mothafuckin’ entree
Might put her in some sapphires, no Bombay
Your entire staff liars and your squad lame
Bunch of wack biters, vampires, but ain’t got fangs
Pull up in the Bimmer
Swoosh on my sneakers
And you know I got that heater
Nine millimeter (Luger!)
We gon’ take ‘em to the cleaners
Bake ‘em like some pita
All these snakes gettin’ ethered
Bet I make ‘em a believer
Pull up in the Bimmer
Swoosh on my sneakers
And you know I got that heater
Nine millimeter
We gon’ take ‘em to the cleaners
Bake ‘em like some pita
All these snakes gettin’ ethered
Bet I make ‘em a believer
Pull up in that 440 Gran Coupe
With my bae, escort shorty out to Saint Tropez
Stackin’ cake, ‘cause I love how the batter taste
Put my face in it as soon as they land the plane
Got that swoosh on my sneakers; four door coupe, it’s a Bimmer
Photo booth, she a keeper; blow the roof off arenas
I’m a Wizard when I shoot, ‘05 Gilbert Arenas
We fry and sizzle the beef, this diet isn’t for vegans
Suited and we booted up; ‘bout to rob the Loomis truck
Stupid fuck, how you do the most but don’t do enough?
Damon Wayans, I’m a major pain like the movie, huh?
Take a break, we ‘bout to change the game ‘cause the music sucks
Pull up in the Bimmer
Swoosh on my sneakers
And you know I got that heater
Nine millimeter (Luger!)
We gon’ take ‘em to the cleaners
Bake ‘em like some pita
All these snakes gettin’ ethered
Bet I make ‘em a believer
Pull up in the Bimmer
Swoosh on my sneakers
And you know I got that heater
Nine millimeter
We gon’ take ‘em to the cleaners
Bake ‘em like some pita
All these snakes gettin’ ethered
Bet I make ‘em a believer
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Mutombo
03:44
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Yooooo
Rap like the greatest alive, but I’m humble
Pass on the play, I’ma drive; no fumble
Anything they say is a lie, don’t trust ‘em
Ruin your day or your night, I’m trouble
You know I stay on the grind, I hustle
Ten toes stay on the ground, won’t stumble
Heard what you sayin’ about me, like Dumbo
You know I stay on the block, Mutombo
I feel like Rodney Dangerfield, I get no respect
These frauds will take a pill and start throwin’ threats
Arthur Fleck, I’m the Joker in a loaded deck
My Throne of Thorns is adorned with the rose of death
Pull up in the Bimmer, might buy a Lotus next
And you know I turn the heat up like the stove is set
Nine millimeter, melt the ice on your frozen neck
Toast baguettes and I ain’t talkin’ ‘bout a loaf of bread
Yo, I’m sendin’ shots in my foes’ direction
Tote a Wesson, put a hole in your solar plexus
Might pull up in a Benz or a stolen Lexus
Stab you in the neck with the pen that I wrote the check with
“I don’t know them guys” is all I told detectives
Spittin’ flows since nine, it’s a slow progression
I sold the nine; so the mic is my chosen weapon
You know I grind overtime, I don’t know what rest is
Rap like the greatest alive, but I’m humble
Pass on the play, I’ma drive; no fumble
Anything they say is a lie, don’t trust ‘em
Ruin your day or your night, I’m trouble
You know I stay on the grind, I hustle
Ten toes stay on the ground, won’t stumble
Heard what you sayin’ about me, like Dumbo
You know I stay on the block, Mutombo
I go Berowitz with each verse I spit
Insert the clip and turn a prick to a murder vic
If you want beef, we make the burgers flip
Talk’s cheap, but I ain’t certain you can purchase it
Use the same gas in the whip I use to burn a bridge
Don’t come here askin’ for shit if you ain’t earnin’ it
It doesn’t matter who wins, it’s who deserves to win
I’m sure it isn’t you, you ain’t even in the tournament
Got a few beats from Lex Luger and the loops heat
If life’s a movie, I’m Fred Krueger in your new dream
These dudes keep sendin’ threats to us, I don’t lose sleep
How you gon’ shoot me with pretend Rugers and uzis?
I’m prolific, I go spit it profusely
These clones dissin’, the flows written amuse me
I won’t listen, but don’t get it confused please
Get your throat slit, put holes in it like loose leaf
Rap like the greatest alive, but I’m humble
Pass on the play, I’ma drive; no fumble
Anything they say is a lie, don’t trust ‘em
Ruin your day or your night, I’m trouble
You know I stay on the grind, I hustle
Ten toes stay on the ground, won’t stumble
Heard what you sayin’ about me, like Dumbo
You know I stay on the block, Mutombo
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If You Like
03:44
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(Let’s go) We can take a ride if you like
(Drive slow) through the countryside if you like
(Yeeeeeeah) We can slide if you like
Get stupid, go dumb, get fly if you like
(Let’s go) We can take a ride if you like
(Drive slow) through the countryside if you like
(Yeeeeeeah) We can slide if you like
Get stupid, go dumb, get fly if you like
(Yeeeah) Movin’ slow like I got a cane
Colder than two below, chain full of Frosted Flakess
I’m so sick I need a lozenge
Top pick; if it’s a list, I should be on it
(Yeeeah) Stick with me, I got this
Got chips like Kroger; you call yourself a pimp?
That’s a misnomer; you a Simp, son
Homer; give up, it’s over
(Yeeeah.) You can get high as a blimp
Fly like a spaceship, get wild like a chimp
Go apeshit, take your mind on a trip
Vacation, we bring the stars closer
We in the atmosphere like the Mars rover
Far from sober, so far
So good, but it’s far from over
When it is, we can start it over (Yeeeeeeah)
(Let’s go) We can take a ride if you like
(Drive slow) through the countryside if you like
(Yeeeeeeah) We can slide if you like
Get stupid, go dumb, get fly if you like
(Let’s go) We can take a ride if you like
(Drive slow) through the countryside if you like
(Yeeeeeeah) We can slide if you like
Get stupid, go dumb, get fly if you like
(Yeeeah) Crawling slow through the countryside.
On the passenger side ‘cause I’m too drunk to drive
She like the way I touch her thigh, she got that Duncan Hiiiiiinesss
And I’m about to get a taste
Won’t leave no crumbs behind, I’ll even lick the plate
On my way back home, might be a little late
‘Cause we took the back roads, no interstate
Your eyes’ll be as wide as dinner plates
When you see the trunk full of party favors
Which one? Pick one; we got all the flavors
We ‘bout to turn up at the party later
In the middle of nowhere, still alarmin’ neighbors
We got a handle on the situation
Couple handles of the whiskey waitin’
Liquor ample for this occasion
But we’ll make an example if ya misbehavin’
(Let’s go) We can take a ride if you like
(Drive slow) through the countryside if you like
(Yeeeeeeah) We can slide if you like
Get stupid, go dumb, get fly if you like
(Yeeeah) We got wine if you like
Beer, liquor - any kind that you like
Get drunk if you like, get high if you like
Get stupid, go dumb, get fly if you like
(Yeeeeah) You can get high as a kite
I don’t fly but I don’t deny you the right
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A Rapper Named Nati Three Rivers, Michigan
Three Rivers, MI, based hip-hop artist A Rapper Named Nati has been penning rhymes since 1996. He met Dutch producer Rob Maestro in high school, circa 2004. Fifteen years later, the pair have been anointed Self-Proclaimed Kings. (Pronounced “notty.”)
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